Story of my life:

So I'm all like.... over here.... going through one of THOSE weeks (I know, I know, they happen every week and a half) where I just can't stand being my age... And sometimes I feel like I'm more mature than everyone else cause my mind is so far into the future... But really I'M the immature one because I'm so obsessed with the what could be's  instead of enjoying the now....making me immature to the teenage world? Wow. I don't think i've ever said anything that makes so little sense. 

I CAN'T SPIT IT OUT. 

Okay. Maybe that doesn't make sense. But to simplify it.... I feel like I always jump to the worst case scenarios of the what could be's ...for example: I'M going to be the lonely woman who never gets married... Or if I do, it will be to that guy who isn't super attractive and I only marry him because I can't stand being alone... ORRR if I don't get married in this life, then in the next life all of the amazing dudes will be taken! 

It's like, I don't compare myself to others with the typical "oh I wish I had her clothes" or "if only I had her skin" ya know, WHATEVER. But maybe I compare in the way that's like "I'll never be good enough to find the right man"... 

...and that scares me.

*sighhhh*

#hannahproblems

I think I just need to focus on these photos a little bit more:

Sometimes I just forget that God's got my back and won't leave me out in the dust because I'm just as good as anyone else out there with "the perfect guy".

I just gotta remember that.

*exhales*

and this one was for you (: