knowing “i could jump, and no one would know” is one of the most scariest thoughts i have.
Stop hating yourself for everything you aren’t and start loving yourself for everything that you are.
you know, I try to be as prefect as i can to make multiple people happy at the same time. its hard being put in the middle in a split family where your mother is legit crazy and minipulitive and your father lives over an hour away and is always on business trips. its fucking hard. all i want is to be happy… i mean, i got a lot going on in my life that I’m great full for…but i just want my mom to love me and show me some affection in physical ways, not by buying me crap. and is it too fucking hard for boys to grow the hell up? hello, if i ask you a question i want the truth. and most of the time i ask you a question is cause i already know and I’m seeing if your going to be honest with me. stop playing games, cause girls can and will fuck with your head way more possible then you could ever know. so just man the hell up and I’m pretty damn sure you will get more girls then you could have when you were being an immature little fuck.
k thanks
-abby.
