'please someone help me, im dying here infront of you'..
please can someone hide me somewhere?
my dad counted my lasagne portions tonight. appearantly im fat. not content with that, he counted my wine glasses. appearantly im a fat alcoholic.
i will never be good enough for anyone. anytime. all im meant to do is get married and have kids. all the bull he said about loving my mag and respecting me? IT WAS JUST BULL.
i willn ever ever be good enough. for anything. who cares if i have a degree and run my own mag AND work a full time job? DOESNT FUCKING MATTER. we looked at pics of me when i was young and he said, where did we go wrong with you?
why do i even exist if my own parents dont love me??
good point, right?
please can someone hide me somewhere?
my dad counted my lasagne portions tonight. appearantly im fat. not content with that, he counted my wine glasses. appearantly im a fat alcoholic.
i will never be good enough for anyone. anytime. all im meant to do is get married and have kids. all the bull he said about loving my mag and respecting me? IT WAS JUST BULL.
i willn ever ever be good enough. for anything. who cares if i have a degree and run my own mag AND work a full time job? DOESNT FUCKING MATTER. we looked at pics of me when i was young and he said, where did we go wrong with you?
why do i even exist if my own parents dont love me??
good point, right?
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I love your 3rd profile picture so much. I have the same glasses, they're so amazing. ♥
Be well.
I was just mad upset last night, we were sitting at dinner and he started counting how many pieces of lasagne i was serving myself and how much wine I was pouring? He just picked a fight, cried all night, just couldnt stop..