Bahahahahaha. My friends and I went on a road trip and we went to a gun shop one day, and I noticed a raffle for a gym in that town. So I put in my name as Lexi Tiffballs, and it has literally stuck ever since. Changed it on Instagram. Lol… Sometimes I wonder when I’m gonna grow up. Lol
Probably never
The world will try and push you down. You fall, to learn how to get back up. You won’t get it right every time. You will make mistakes, you will give your all, you will get hurt in the process. But I guarantee you, one day you will be singing in the car, and not even realize the contentment you have. You will forget about every heart break, every tear, every word that torn you up inside. You will know your worth, and every person that enters your life, and makes an effort to stay, is your reason to have that happiness. Things always get worse before they get better. Remember that.
I laugh at the world, because my problems are too minute, for the world to stop for. Laugh at your past, laugh at the failures, laugh at the people that brought you down, because trust me, everyone would kill to see you fall. Stand tall, and keeping going, because happiness will find you and life will give you what you deserve.
I was thinking today, about how all of my really close friends and I have a different vocabulary with each other. Like, we make up words that we know the meaning to, or use phrases that we get from each other.
With Brooke: If people didnt know us, they would seriously think we were lesbians. We always call each other babe. Add s’s to a bunch of words for effect, like… Nights Babes, loves you. To descirbe things we like, we use adorbcicles and cuteical.
With Seth: theres two words, he says that always sound like he has an accent. Joking and Stupid. He sounds like he’s saying “stoopid or jooking” with an O sound for stupid and a long
O sound for joking. So of course, I make fun of him for it. & say it the same way. His best friend and him, have a language, all there own. Like when you listen to then talking, it all inside jokes that you have never follow what they’re saying. & since he has uses some of them with me, we’ve kinda made it our thing to. When ever we say something or do something remotely interesting or cool, we always say “You Thugg” with a long pause between each word. & when one of us looks nice, we say with a pause, “Ya look good.” When one of us does something weird, we always say, “Ima freak” in a high voice. Also, i have this amazing lisp sound I can make. No joke. & I’ll always say to Seth, “Your soooooo cute Seth.” in a lisp.
With Cassie: Besides always talking in lisps together, which is our main thing. Whenever we meet someone new, we always say to each other “Shes a nishe lady.” or “He’s a nishe feller” we have so many things, that it’s ridiculous. I can’t even remember half of them, because there’s so many things.
But, it’s funny to think about all the weird things I do with my really close friends, like we’ve became so much apart of each others lives, that our language changes. It’s crazy. Ha
I feel alone. Really alone. I don’t even want to talk to my best friend right now. You know how someone is suppose to be there for you? Whenever… She chose the guy she likes over me. I barely talk to my other best friend, she’s the popular one, she has to keep her reign. Seth isn’t there, doesn’t bother to be there. & my other best guy friend, only thinks about sex and himself. The thing that sucks, is that I’ve had these four, through ups and downs, and now they aren’t there when I need them? I can’t even go to my best friends about my Seth problems, I can’t go to Seth about my friend problems he’s not there… I miss my life. I miss Seth. I miss my best friends. I miss me. I graduate on Saturday, I always thought I’d have them, but right now, it seems like none of them care, and no other feelings compares to that.
First loves teach the biggest lessons. They teach you how to love, how not to love, how to get your heartbroken, how to let go & move on. But the biggest lesson is finding yourself. You eventually find the strength to not get bitter, facing your biggest fear to see them with someone else. But the best feelings are waking up in the morning and not thinking about them, looking your best and knowing how much they regret hurting you. & Lastly, knowing your at your best without them.
Who you are is what you decide. No one can decide for you. Who you are makes you special. & Who you are is what makes people love you. Cause there is no one else like you, your you & that is always good enough.
I think people get too obsessed with the idea of wanting a relationship. Were teenagers, we don’t need a serious commitment… all we need is a best friend. Someone who can make us laugh more than we breath, someone who knows us more than we know ourselves, someone who will accept us for who we are, and someone who will care for us not because they have to, but because they want to. When we have that…the rest will fall into place. ♥
