Alisa12345

I believe everything happens for a reason. People change so you can learn to let go. Things go wrong, so that you appreciate them when they're right. you believe lies, so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together.

People look at me now, and then, they tell me that i was beautiful, nice and fun before i had become who i am now. i look at my my pictures then and see what no one can see, my smiles in the pictures are fake, the close i wore where fake, my life back then was fake. i covered my pain up with a coat of normal, not me, boring old girl. you know the people you always see at school sitting reading their book alone, or with a group of friends trying to fit it by wearing the same cloths, and same attitude. it was like a big play made by someone i don't know where i had too play a role, a role that was not me but a girl that wanted to fit in. but no