People don't care. They truly don't. Does your hair look okay? Doesn't matter. No one's analyzing your hair. You look awful in that picture? Doesn't matter. People clicking through the album won't notice the really weird face you're making. Stop trying so hard to be perfect. Go outside. Live.

 Don't forget to take your pill in the morning, or else you'll be reading this with 20 annoying kids in the background.

 Being spontaneous for once did not kill you, it just gave you a kickass weekend.

 Don't take your dad for granted, always tell him how much you love him, and try not to be such a little pain in the ass. He'll leave this earth sooner than you think.

 Just because one boy calls you fat doesn't mean anything. Keep your chin up and don't give in to pressure. It gets better, I promise, and you're beautiful. Get to know yourself. Fall in love with yourself.

 I'm sorry for fucking things up so badly. You're in for hell. Enjoy.

 It's okay. I promise. She leaves that abusive jerk. For good. And she'll marry a really nice guy, who actually makes her happy, and will want to beat up your boyfriends instead of you. (Also, do me a favor, tell her to lock the door on the Saturday afterwards, he comes back and breaks the HD T.V)

 Hang in there. Even if she's your mom, don't feel obligated to endure all the crap. You've put up with so much. One day you won't have to anymore. It will be so liberating. Wonderful people will fill that void. I promise.