dear self. pay attention.

if I could send a letter to the old me, this is what it would say.

Dear December Dorothy,
I know right now life seems pretty sucky, but I'm here to tell you it only gets worse. and only because you're a real brat.
**you've been a crappy friend this year.** and if you don't get your act together you're going to throw a lot of amazing people away. trust me, you're going to regret it.
you think you know everything...NEWS FLASH. YOU DONT.
stop wasting your time. Netflix is a sucking hole that eats, swallows and spits out your dreams in a blink of an eye.
stop being so lazy.
i know you're sad. and maybe depressed or just confused. but girl, you're not the only one.
get over yourself.
I know you don't think you were using him, but you were.
stop wishing he'll change his mind.
apologize to her. for it all. she deserves it.
you're going to cut your hair because you think it'll be a fresh start, well sorry, but it doesn't work out like that. your hair is just different and its just another reason for her to hate you.
don't go hang out with him and get slurpee's and cuddle in the back of your car, it'll just make you miss him in the morning. and 3 months later, you'll still be missing him.
tell your mom how much you love her.
remind your dad you're listening to what he's trying to tell you.
you only have a few more months with them.
don't buy that gray skirt or the white shoes, you never wear them. you need the money.
stop telling everyone you're ok.
stop worrying.

don't you remember when people liked you because you were the nice girl and you were friends with everyone?? look around you, in a few months, they wont feel the same way.

floss more.
stop eating empty calories and crying in the shower.

**p.s. your best friends house sold and you guys aren't going to be neighbors for the rest of your life like you always planned.

-Dorothy Breeze