My head’s been solitting. It hurts. It’s exhausuing. No one can see it. But I’ve been sick for a long time. No one can see it but I wish I were dead right now. I need to stop eating and maybe they’ll take it seriously. It’s a step down from suicide.
I don’t know the difference between truly being in love and when I’m convincing myself to feel a false love
I DIE INSIDE. EVERY THMEHE CALLS ME K HAVE TO WAIT FOR THE RINGING TO STOPB AND HE WONR LEAVE ME ALLNE leave me alone leave me alone leave me alone all k can hear inb your voice is the way you’d yell all i can remember is how your hands ferl on me
HENWBER CARED N HE NEVER CARED ABOUTME ALL HE WANTS ME DOR IS HJS PLEASURB AND TOSTOP THE SHAME OF NOTBEJNG AVLE TO RAISE A PROPER DUAGHTER
When my dad would force meon his lap when my dad would tie a noose around my neck when my dad would chokme whennku dadwould kick mystomach in tackle me press mhbidy close to histell me I was his favorite ever he loves me more than anything ine theworld im the best. The best.
I mean should I rellly expect decent gifts and necessities from abusive parents that only rlly want me back so I don’t make them look back
I want moneyyYyy I need it so bad I need things but I feel horrible because I don’t even have some of the basic necessities I shouldn’t think about luxuries. But. I wish I had nice parents that would actually put some effort in me and treat me like their own. Whatever.
I don’t even want it from anyone else I just want it from them because they were supposed to love me but they just can’t. I just wish I had a normal family and got normal things. God forbid I think getting a new phone once every fucking 6 years is ridiculous.