I'm 20 years old. Living in one of the greatest city in the world. My parents love me, and I love them. I have wonderful friends. A boy that takes the greatest care of me. I attend one of the best universities. I am thankful for what I have. I do what I can to make myself happy. And others. I travel the world.


I'm the happiest I've ever been.


So haters out there. I'd love to point out your names, but I shall save you the embarrassment. One advice, start loving. Your dislike for my success won't make your life any better. Your hate for my looks, won't make you any prettier.

What is worse out there, is the fact that you don't own up to your statement. By using a fake facebook account and having highschool mutual friends with me, it is kind of obvious you are still stuck in the past. So who's the real fake one here? Post a Comment