Welcome to Candyland! c;

Okay, so my mom has been seeing this guy for awhile, I mean kudos to her. But, I hate the fact that sometimes when she goes out, she doesn’t come home. I mean, when she doesn’t come home, I don’t get a text or anything saying she won’t be coming home. That kind of sucks.

I also feel like my family just hates me. I get called names, and yelled at, usually for no reason. Too much is expected of me, so when I do mess up, it’s like I killed someone. Its ridiculous. Not to mention my little brother beats the shit of me, a lot. He and my mom together make me feel worthless, like I don’t belong home anymore. I’ve been thinking about running away a lot too, just because I’m so miserable at home. I mean, I won’t do it, but that possibility is always in my head.

I just want to come home to a parent who show that they love me and support me every single day, no matter what may happen. I need someone to be proud of me, and expect nothing more or less.than what I can do.

LOL. EXCUSE-FUCKING-ME. YOU LOW LIFE FUCKING CUNT.

okay. so you yell at me for coming home at 9 at night, when you knew where I was all afternoon, but when i bring up the fucking fact that now twice you don’t fucking come home at night and half the time i dont know where you are, you bring up the whole OH SO NOW I WONT DATE bullshit. no, FUCK YOU. im done being treated like shit. oh, and the next time you want to go out and ask me to babysit your kids, im going to say no because YOURE A FUCKING CUNT WHO ENJOYS TO USE YOUR OWN DAUGHTER. WHEN WILL YOU EVER BE FUCKING GRACIOUS THAT IM STILL AROUND. ITS BECAUSE OF YOU I WANT TO FUCKING KILL MYSELF. I HATE YOU, YOU RUIN MY FUCKING LIFE. IM TIRED OF CRYING BECAUSE YOU MAKE ME FEEL WORTHLESS. IM TIRED OF BEING USED AND UNAPPRECIATED. IM TIRED OF YOU AND YOUR BULLSHIT. IM TIRED OF LIFE. IM TIRED OF LIVING HERE. I WANT TO LEAVE, AND NEVER, EVER COME BACK. YOU MAKE MY LIFE A LIVING HELL. AND OH, YEAH. I FUCKING HATE YOU. YOU FUCKING SCUMBAG. GOD FUCKING DAMN IT. YOU UNAPPRECIATIVE, SNOT-NOSED BITCH. YOU DONT EVEN DESERVE TO BE CALLED MOM.OKAY?? YOUVE SPEND MORE MONEY ON MAKEUP FOR YOUR DISGUSTING FACE IN THE LAST 6 MONTHS THAN YOU HAVE ON CLOTHES FOR YOUR KIDS WHO BARELY HAVE ANY. JUST UGH. I. FUCKING. HATE. YOU.

…that my boyfriend is like the moon. He lights up the dark with his beautiful, mystifying light. Even when there are clouds, it’s always there, with its light still beautiful, lighting up the night sky.

I love my boyfriend, so incredibly much. He’s everything I could ever dream, or even hope for. Take your vision of a perfect boyfriend, and you only have a small glimpse of how amazing my Robbie is. He’s kind, caring, and just sweet. He is also quite the gentleman. I don’t know what made me fall for him first, his dashing smile, or his amazingly comforting, and warm feeling-bringing eyes.

Robbie is my superhero. 

He has saved me from my self.

I just…I just love him.

No.

I’m in love with him, and I always will be, forever and always.

I’m so lucky that my boyfriends mom is so understanding, and pretty awesome. okay? okay.

vriskasbby:

you know what show was fuckin weirder than teletubbies?

this shit right here

She didn’t realize she really needed help until she hit rock bottom, when she found herself in the same familiar scene every night. She’d sit there on her bathroom floor, hugging her knees sobbing, while just waiting for someone to care. She just needed someone to text her to tell her that everything was going to be okay, and that she didn’t actually need to cut that night. She needed the reassurance that she didn’t need to skip dinner, that she was fine just the way she was. However, after frantically texting her friends and noticing that no one was going to care, she gave up. It’s as if she literally just snapped. In one fluid motion she reached for her razor and took a deep breath. She’s seen herself in this position one too many times. She felt relief as she felt the coolness of the metal again her warm skin as she bled. She didn’t see this as bleeding blood, she saw all of her problems escape through her skin. She went outside to smoke a cigarette to come down from the rush as she realized that this may be her routine for the rest of her life.

or so she thought…

She had just gotten through a horrible break up with this guy she really cared about. But the relationship was bad news from the start. He broke up with his girlfriend with her, but then continued to hang out with his ex more than he did her. Then, before she knew it, it was over. He dumped her because he still had feelings for her. I mean, I guess that’s understandable, right? Anywho, she later found out he had cheated on her from day one with his ex because apparently she didn’t put out enough. Guys can be such pigs. She was left feeling useless, unloved, and not wanted. The break up began to really show her, her flaws. She finally began to understand why he dumped her, and why no one wanted to really date her. BUT THEN, this really nice kid started talking to her.

She started to really notice her changes.

She stopped cutting every night.

He showed her he cared.

He loves her with everything he has, and she knows she does too.

She finally feels beautiful.

She finally feels like someone understands her.

She feels loved.

She knows she’s wanted.

All because this one guy gave her a chance, and showed her she’s worth everything.

so. I may think I have butterflies now, but I can’t wait for tomorrow when I get to see my baby tomorrow c:.

cayde:

going from “i just want to cuddle up and be cute” to “i want to rip your clothes off and pin you against the wall” takes me approximately 0.94 seconds