i hate it when everyone thinks my life is perfect. my family is falling apart. its always fun watching my mother laugh in my fathers face when he tells her he loves her. its just great when people think that I’m just some spoiled piece of shit. or just a piece of shit. i know i laugh it off, but no one gets the fact that it actually bothers the living hell out of me. oh and the cherry on top is dealing with mind games with a boy that doesn’t deserve my time whatsoever, but yet i let him back in over and over. bye world.
I’m reading your palm and it says it belongs on my butt
