do you believe in me now?

believing. 

i believe in others a lot more than i probably should. 

i believe in myself a lot less than i probably should. 

this is kind of inspired by like my parents and i. we have been fighting this whole week about different beliefs. 

first, being an organ donor. 

i never will be an organ donor. i want to be buried whole, and i don't care how selfish that seems or is. my parents are basically disgusted by this and they can't stop going on and on about how selfish and wrong my decision is. i hate that. 

second, going to college. they refuse to let me go to a college on the west coast- mainly my dad. unless its stanford which if it is, "we'll make it happen." direct quote there folks! hahaha. 

my mom doesn't really care i guess. she just would miss me a lot ? no offense but i don't think i would miss them too much. except my dad. i would definitely talk to him every day online or something. 

third, tattoos. i think they can be so beautiful and self-expressive. my parents think they are classless and that only tramps have them. it's so frustrating. can you look at megan fox's gorgeous tattoo and tell me that it's not perfect? i find it so beautiful and inspiring. and it's from one of my favorite passages of shakespeare. 

last. ROAD TRIP!! my parents hate the idea hahhaa but you know what? i don't care. i will make it happen. i will go with my friends across the country to the state that i love, and i will laugh and cry and have the most amazing time. i will find myself, and i'll do it without my family pushing me around. they can't take that away from me. 

that first picture is gonna be us. just watch and believe. <3