And things only get worse from here on out. I can’t trust anyone to keep their word. Not even my parents. I’m tired of the lies. I’m tired of trying to pretend shit is fine. The real me? There’s a reason I’ve kept him buried all these years. But I don’t care anymore. Emotions only bring weakness. I’ve longed to find happiness all these years and every time I think I’m close I get fucked over. Hard. Mercy? No more. For anyone. You’re all subject to my wrath and I don’t give a fuck who suffers from it. Not like anyone gave a fuck when I suffered. I’ve been looking for “home.” Sure I’ve lived in this house since I was 2 but at some point the comfort of a “home” left me. I’m alone. And I like it better that way. At least I can depend on myself.
This. explains my entire life.
I’m tired. I’ve looked for inner peace for years and I can’t find it. I just wanted to be truly happy for once and hurt myself in the process. Amidst a dream with no exit doors. None…
watch this it’s very important
what the fuck did i just watch
Oh my fucking lord.
what the fuck
Excuse me.. What the absolute fuck? Lmao. Where is this from?
IFC, everyone. home of Dafuq did I just watch?!?
I’m literally STILL on the fact that her measurement for sugar was “8 seconds”… She is trying to make someone go into sugar shock. No ma’am