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@lyricalmyrth
HELLO????
I’m lonely
parents who tell their daughters they are ugly are bad parents
everyone who is replying to this with some variety of “that’s just how life is”
no
your parents fucked up and should not have treated you that way
they were wrong and you should say it
This includes implied ugliness.
you need to lose weight
you’ll attract more boys if
you’re wearing that?
i wouldn’t wear that
this will flatter you more
you should wear more makeup
Same goes for parents who told their sons the same thing or implied that someone was only interested in them for money.
The morning of election day in 2016, Hillary was given a 75% chance of winning. Take nothing for granted.
someone: i used to eat mcdonald’s everyday until i found out what they REALLY use to make their “cheese burgers” and “chicken” nuggets i can’t believe i put all that poison into my body
me: but did you die
I once got yelled at for looking out the blinds.
One time, as a teenager, my mom put me on punishment, I can’t remember why but, I wasn’t allowed to close my bedroom door. Tha was it. That was the punishment. And it was very exposing and terrible. I made a fort behind my dresser just to piss her off and to make myself feel safe again. She walked past my room and asked what I was doing, when I told her she literally said “you’re an idiot” and walked on past my room.
It didn’t elicit any visible emotion in me but, I’m looking back on that Erika, and I want to smile at her and make her feel ok. Make her know that she’s not stupid and people say mean things because they feel out of control. You deserve your peace and privacy and I love you.
It wasn’t until now at the age of 29 that I realized that she really had an issue with me constantly closing my door. Shutting her and my sister out. They’ll never admit how shitty they were to me, when they attack me for the things I did as a kid I explain to them how shitty the were. And they deny it, or give “reasons” based on my behavior towards them for what they did. When we were having a laugh we could jokingly talk shit to each other, but they kept going on me outside that setting and they don’t acknowledge or accept that. One thing they constantly bring up was how my demeanor changed around my friends. How when I was home I kept to myself and didn’t interact with the family, but when I was with my friends I was happy and outgoing. They say this because they felt like I didn’t like them. I didn’t like them, but I did love them and if only they had been nicer and showed loved to me too, our home life would have been different. The people who wanted me around were my friends. They never mention how hard I tried to ge them to do things with me, but they refused. We promised to play board games every Thursday, and every Thursday I had to beg them to play. I would wait for them in the living room. I would set up the board and they wouldn’t come. Every once on a while they would but it was only a total of maybe 3 times. I wanted to share my video games with them, but they didn’t want that either. So I stopped trying. I’m not a victim anymore, but it’s something I wanted to say.
#fyp #thiccgirlsdontcry #foryourpage #weebtiktok #weeb
I’ve decided to be an eGirl. Thank you for watching.
*logs in to tumblr*
Feeling unmotivated and listless. Getting out of bed won’t happen. Can’t find anything entertaining to do. Everything seems uninteresting. Birth control arch nemesis.
I lost a really nice sweater that I got to enjoy for maybe two winters? I hate when I lose clothes! And how did I even lose that fucking sweater? And nothing else important? Honestly bullshit. If I don’t find a sweater just as nice ( I don’t remember the other one much at the point) it had a boat neck. And was so soft
Le Fabuleux Destin d’Amélie Poulain (2001) dir. Jean-Pierre Jeunet
THE FACT THAT THERE’S PEOPLE WHO ARE AFRAID OF SNAKES MAKES ME SO SAD I MEAN
look again