Fuck it.
wow my dad is such a bitch. Fuck you. If you want me to be happy then stop pushing me beyond my fucking limit.
You’re the reason I’m unhappy. Stop fucking telling me how much I disappoint you. You know what? I’m fucking disappointed in me too. You’re one of the fucking reasons I am so insecure about myself. You’re one of the reasons I hate myself. Want to know why I never have friends over?
It’s because you’ll sit there and judge them.
Stop it. I am friends with who I want to be friends with. I may not be fucking pretty or smart or “normal” but I’m trying so hard to be me. So don’t try to change that.
Do you remember when you called me a “stupid worthless bitch?” And hit me so hard that the breath was knocked right out of me?
Do you remember while I sat there and cried, and you just looked at me and said “why the hell are you crying?”
If that doesn’t make you feel bad then you’re a sick, sick fucking person.
Don’t fucking tell me you love me.
Stop fucking lying to me.
I may not fucking hate you, but so help me god i know i don’t fucking love you.
Some things I just can’t fucking forgive.
I will dig myself out of this fucking depression hole, without your help.
yah i may have relapsed so many times,
but i will stop cutting completely.
One day.
So, ive decided im staying up till like, 2Am,
I cant even handle myself right now.
Math class: Why don’t you ever talk Callie?
Me:
Some slut in class who’s bitchy all the time:
Me:
Then I leave and go to my next class
but seriously, i friggen hate that class.
They all suck
so much -.-
