FACEBOOK LIKED HIM
Diana. 19. Melbourne Australia. RMIT University. Single. Straight. Tattoos. Piercings. Music. Concerts. Festivals. Summer. Beach. Animals. Road Trips. Theme Parks. Bed. Food. Alcohol and etc. Surprises. Hugs. Kisses. Sex. Happiness. Honesty. Equality. Revenge. Staying out all night. Being trusted and being able to trust. Making new friends. Being close to family. Thinking about your life and genuinely smiling. I follow back, talk to me and let's be pals. fuk lyf.
But none of it even fucking matters anyway, because you will always get hurt and disappointed and lied to and let down, even if it starts off well. People get bored, people will upset you and they won't care. Everyone is selfish, and will put their own desires first without the consideration of how it may affect other people, it's society; it's how humans function.
It's ironic how my followers know me better than my best friends, because half the shit I post on my blog I would never say in real life. If you spent a day looking through my whole tumblr, you will know everything about me, even the things I haven't told anyone. Tumblr is my therapist.