twenty-one. 5'2". iowan. taken. working-class lady. slowly coming out of my shell. wasting time. still trying to figure out what i want to do with my life. it's easy to put a smile on my face, and it's just as easy to rip it away from me.

 

I really don’t want to work today, or every day this week. (Taken with instagram)

I really don’t want to work today, or every day this week. (Taken with instagram)

No good thoughts in my head right now. (Taken with instagram)

No good thoughts in my head right now. (Taken with instagram)

I’m beginning to wonder if maybe I don’t deserve to ever be happy. I’m just a failure. 21, two jobs, no college degree, not even a driver’s license because I always let fear get the best of me.

I’m never going to be more than just a scaredy cat. I don’t know what I’m going to do. I don’t always want to be a burden on everyone, because I know I already am. On my family, on my friends, and mostly on Dustin.

I still find myself wondering from time to time if everyone would be better off if I wasn’t around. I know it would make some people upset, but in the long run I wonder if their lives would be healthier without me weighing them down.