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Dearest mother, could you maybe not sigh in exasperation when I shoot down an idea of yours for my essay? there's a legitimate reason why that wouldn't work, not to mention that writer's block is a real thing and I HAVE IT RIGHT NOW so stfu. Thank you kindly, your daughter, Heather |
i kinda wish the world did end.
sorry, that was kind of selfish. |
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why do you always stand there and stare at me like it's going to help anything? i've told you a million times that it doesn't.
you say to not 'give me that look.' likewise, father, likewise. i know you're passing it off as attitude. but i actually do not give a shit. |
I officially hate my life. I know I've said this before but this time I'm just . . . . UGH. I hate it. It just keeps on going. It's evil.
So it all started quite a while ago when I hung up the phone with my grandma after she was asking me to ask my parents if I could come down and visit them. So I asked my mom and my mom said no. What you should know is my mom pretty much hates my grandma (not her mom, my dad's mom) for some stupid reasons. So after my mom said no I told her it was because she doesn't like my grandma and that it was selfish of her to keep the rest of the family away from my grandma for her own selfish reasons. Then we got in a huge fight and my mom called my grandma and started accusing her of putting this into my mind and trying to corrupt the rest of my family. ~rolls eyes~ Anyways, today that was brought up again. But this time the fight got worse. I told my mom I thought that she was using me as a reason to fight with my grandma (which she was because she loves to fight) and then my mom called me an "ungrateful piece of shit." Yes, really. And then she kept going on about what a horrible daughter I was. And earlier we had been talking about why people commit suicide. I was about ready to tell her that this is why. So I'm an emotional wreck right now and I told my best friend about it and guess what. She doesn't believe me. My best friend doesn't trust me. And not only that but my friend that I could actually confide in is ignoring me for some reason. He hasn't told me and I have no clue why. I didn't do anything that would insult him . . . . Maybe he's given up on me too. Well guess what. I give up too. I've got nothing left. I'm sick of hiding my feelings so I'm just gonna let them show. See what they think now. See what they think when they see the scars; the ribs poking out of my skin. Now what? Will they care? We'll see. |
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Your mom is a bitch and you deserve better. And I'm really sorry about your friends… Could you tell the one you can confide in that you really need help? don't. commit. suicide. please. i've never even met you and you're amazing enough for me and others on KP to love you. you're funny and you're nice and you're unique and i wish you didn't have to go through this. :/ i'm here, we're all here. you can email me. but don't hurt yourself… prove them wrong… metaphorically flip them off and eat all you want and don't hurt yourself; show them you can rise above all their stupid… bitchy assholeness. *hugs again* |
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Is it possible to have both a horrible an awesome day at the same freaking time? |
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