My favourite cherry blossom tree barely bloomed this year. Usually it's really full and a vivid colour but this year it wasn't. The blossoms have all withered away already so it's probably going to die soon.
A girl at the library asked for my Instagram today. I kind of dislike how good stuff like this makes me feel. Like in order to feel good about myself I need to have recieved complements from others or have stuff like this happen. I wish I felt confident in my looks all the time