(via gabrielinmind)
Stereotypical
I HATE the fact that I sound like the stereotypical teenage girl, but I am just so discontent. I need somebody, my person, and how am I to find him or her in the conservative and judgmental hallways I walk everyday. I’ve no friends, only myself, and I am slowly fading away. I crave something different, like the words of books, yet I remain the same, fettered by my surroundings and caged by myself.







