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Mindy Trinh | Chinese |
Los Angeles | Cosmetologist

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"Fashion is My Life. Music Inspires Me. Money is the Mind's Motivation."



I wish someone would randomly tell me little facts about myself. Not ones that I have already told them but ones they have picked up by themselves because they care enough to notice the little things I do.

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I want to kiss u but I can’t and this makes me sad

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It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the sound I heard when I was 9 and my father slammed the front door so hard behind him I swear to god it shook the whole house. For the next 3 years I watched my mother break her teeth on vodka bottles. I think she stopped breathing when he left. I think part of her died. I think he took her heart with him when he walked out. Her chest is empty, just a shattered mess or cracked ribs and depression pills.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s all the blood in the sink. It’s the night that I spent 12 hours in the emergency room waiting to see if my sister was going to be okay, after the boy she loved, told her he didn’t love her anymore. It’s the crying, and the fluorescent lights, and white sneakers and pale faces and shaky breaths and blood. So much blood.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the time that I had to stay up for two days straight with my best friend while she cried and shrieked and threw up on my bedroom floor because her boyfriend fucked his ex. I swear to god she still has tear streaks stained onto her cheeks. I think when you love someone, it never really goes away.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the six weeks we had a substitute in English because our teacher was getting divorced and couldn’t handle getting out of bed. When she came back was smiling. But her hands shook so hard when she held her coffee, you could see that something was broken inside. And sometimes when things break, you can’t fix them. Nothing ever goes back to how it was. I got an A in English that year. I think her head was always spinning too hard to read any essays.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s that I do.

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ibuprofanity said: And you're content with all that happened with your past? Even with your current love? Sorry about all the questions, you're just an inspiration and it seems like you've been through a lot and I could use your help since this is the first time I'm going through this

It’s okay, I don’t mind questions. Honestly, yes, I’ve been through a lot, and I’ve seen a lot of things but there’s not a thing I would change because like they all say, who would I be today if those events weren’t to take place ? I am completely content of my past and my present. Be grateful for what you have, and never take advantage of anything .. unless it’s food.


i actually hate going to school because i have to wake up really early to go to a place where i dont wanna be to be surrounded by a bunch of people i hate to learn things that ill never use in real life

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