mommy chooses who i get to be. that person is a jcrew-AE-loving prep… not my favorite. she wants me to be successful, respected, normal… basically my mom wants me to be like my old friend; dedicated, successful and perfect.

fuck that i’m wayyyyyy far from perfect…

i think if i went to a different school i wouldnt be who i am, but the people at my school dress the same way my mom wants me to, and if i change that, not only will mum get mad but the people at my school will think i’m weirder than i was before…...

ah well just fml and i’ll get over it i guess…