We didn’t talk about anything heavy or light. We were just there, together. And that was enough. — The Perks of Being a Wallflower
I’m finally being truly myself, I’m doing the things I want do with the people I want. I’m realizing sometimes you have to let some friends go while letting some others in. I’ve learned that I actually am pretty, in a nonconcieted way and that I need to stop putting myself down. I’ve realized that plenty of people like me the way I am and if they don’t, then that’s just too bad. I’ve learned that all my phobias and quirks just make me myself. Most importantly I’ve discovered those who are really my friends, and those who aren’t good for me. To be honest, this is the best thing that’s happened to me in a long while.
I’ve been thinking. Who am I really?
the worst part of being on vacation is a whole week without tumblr :/