i'm michelle :). i'm 19 and i'm from rhode island.
i'm studying psychology and human development and family relations. i've been a vegetarian for four years. i have three tattoos. i love marilyn monroe and john lennon. i'm in love with makeup, music, books, and crime. i think i'm funny.
twitter: @thatsxamore
(it’s 1 AM) for like literally a minute and all of a sudden out of nowhere this big ass dog comes charging at me. i thought it was a deer i was so scared and it almost got in my house.
i’m pretty sure i’m having a heart attack omg.
i know i shouldn’t care, but if i did that to you, it would be world war 3. i don’t know that i believe you since you’re never really that honest but idk why you would lie about something like that.
i’ve been slowly learning to own up to my own mistakes and apologize or let shit go because i hate being on bad terms with people. i don’t know if they’ll be there tomorrow, life is too short and tomorrow is never promised.
I’d rather just withdraw or grin and bear it than talk about the stupid bullshit that triggers these feelings.
this made me happier than it should have.
i never confront people when they hurt me, but she apologized and it’s all good now. we talk all day every day so it was rough not being able to talk to her.
