Wich your dream?

Is this regarding the photo of the “dream” Burberry trench coat I posted? 

…And I wore my favourite dress.

…And I wore my favourite dress.

I sat in a very beautiful park.

I sat in a very beautiful park.

I saw my dream coat that I will never be able to afford.

I saw my dream coat that I will never be able to afford.

I also met Captain Jack Sparrow, no big deal.

I also met Captain Jack Sparrow, no big deal.

So, this is what I did in London on Saturday.

So, this is what I did in London on Saturday.

Sometimes, you just know that people are taking the first opportunity they get when they’re not facing you to rip you to shreds.

It’s really sad when they’re also the people you consider as your closest friends.

Snow Patrol are my saviours at the moment.

Their songs are like my verbalised thoughts.

In this life, world, and society, people judge you without even speaking to you. They don’t even have to know a single thing about you to form their own opinion, and their own prejudiced thoughts.

There is a reason why I’m this shy, this quiet, and self-conscious. There’s a reason I don’t like talking to people I don’t know very well. There’s a reason why I hate love, and relationships. There’s a reason why I hate you complaining about your life. There’s a reason why I don’t like to talk about myself, or my family very much. There’s a reason for everything, aspects of my personality. You know absolutely nothing about me, so before you decide to hurl another insult my way, calling me a bitch, calling me anti-social, calling me ugly, just remember that everybody has their own life, their own story, and you know absolutely nothing about it. Instead of making somebody feel infinitely worse about themselves, take a fucking break from your bullying, and try to actually have a conversation with me, because really, I am actually a nice person, not an extraterrestrial species. I won’t judge you if you don’t judge me.

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