I truly hate living here. I hate it. I want to die again. I hate it so much. It’s always my dad. Why does he hate me so much? I’m tired of my mom always telling me he loves me and he does it because he loves me. I want out of this house. I can’t do this anymore. I have no control over my life. I don’t even want my life. I want to die. And I hate it. I don’t want to die because I hate myself, I want to die because of this shitty situation. I want to get out of here. I want to move out. I want to go somewhere where I don’t always feel like a disappointment and a piece of shit.
The paranoid hermit in me loves this just as much as the elegant lady in me does.
For sale/trade. Best trade/cash offer gets it. Message me if you’re into it. xoxo
And these are the men making decisions in women’s health. Fantastic.
who is she
today a guy brought a tv and ps3 to the cafeteria
no one said a thing to him
“maybe if i drink another coffee, i will feel better”
“maybe if i buy myself a new sweater, i will feel better”
“maybe if i get so drunk i can’t see, i will feel better”
“maybe if i sleep for fourteen hours, i will feel better”
me: *sees a white boy* *locks my car doors*
white boy: *knocks on window* what would you be doing if I was in there with you ;)