I’m not a Tumblr famous. I love it when a red number appears above my inbox icon. If someone followed me, I smile and it makes me happy. When I lose a follower, I ask myself why. When someone hates me, only few people comfort me. When I make a text post, I seldom have notes for it. Almost all of my posts are reblogged from other users. When I hold an honesty hour, you can count with your fingers the people who ask. But despite the fact that I have not much follower count, I am proud of my blog. Why? Because the person who is reading this right now chose to follow me. :) I love you followers.
My names Catie and im 14 years old. I love my boyfriend Damien,hes stayed with me through thick &thin, my anxiety attacks, drug problems,my bi-polar mood swings and so much more he's pretty much my support system, i dont know what id do with out him. I used to self harm and i used to be clinically depressed, i fear abandonment, for many reasons i havent told anyone, everyday i smile and laugh as if nothings wrong, but you know what i do, not what ive been through, im bullied both physically and verbally. i get through it by believing in myself, because if you truly believe in who you are, nothing else matters. Dance & boxing is my life, thats the only way i can take out my agression. i have one real friend and her name is Stephanie Jo Kline, never in my life has someone been there for me like she has. Lastly im addicted to tea<3 i love it, Just Remember, stay true to yourself, only value your opinion because people are going to try and cut you down. We live in a cruel world.