My Online Diary of Insults

[makeyoufeelbetter-again]

People like you because you laugh at ALL LITERALLY ALL their stupid pitiful jokes 😒

[makeyoufeelbetter-again]

This long distance is killing me. I don't remember how you are.

[makeyoufeelbetter-again]

People spreading lies about me.

Sad right?

[makeyoufeelbetter-again]

They digitize everything so they can have at it anytime.

Records. Peoples whole life story is saved.

[ikonicgif]

Joan Smalls attends the Eighth-Annual Veuve Clicquot Polo Classic at Liberty State Park on May 30, 2015 in Jersey City, New Jersey.

[makeyoufeelbetter-again]

How is her hair slayed like that?!!!!!!!!!!!!! Fresh deep press.

[makeyoufeelbetter-again]

What if someone's looking at your page and masturbating.

[makeyoufeelbetter-again]

She aged right in front one of me.

How could I miss it?

[makeyoufeelbetter-again]

I was just staring at this guy lhh

Lol

[makeyoufeelbetter-again]

Every. Day. I go through this.

It's a everyday struggle. No exaggeration.

[makeyoufeelbetter-again]

You're still ugly hahaha

[makeyoufeelbetter-again]

[makeyoufeelbetter-again]

[makeyoufeelbetter-again]

[makeyoufeelbetter-again]

It's always a competition with my older sister. Maybe that's why she's so mean.

[makeyoufeelbetter-again]

It's so sad to be criticized for not having multiple boyfriends in a short time span and for not being sexually active by family. They call it gay but I call it protecting my heart, focusing on bettering myself, focusing on my education/future and not wanting to slip up and have a kid unexpectedly. I've seen it happen and end horribly, I take heed and am labeled as gay and as someone who needs to get a life. I literally fear being judged by those close to me and it has really affected me; terribly.

[makeyoufeelbetter-again]

I got called gay again (in so many words)

My family thinks I'm gay. People who I hang out with hint that I'm gay. I'm the only person who knows I'm not gay and it's so sad to be boxed and stamped aka labeled incorrectly.

[makeyoufeelbetter-again]

Last year in november, I went on my first date in 3 years. 

Trying to open up again after being tricked into sex, I thought I was finally doing good. 

I knew him in high school and he said he liked me then but was afraid to say anything but he finally said something that year.

In no time (a few days after 'confessing'), he asked me out. It was normal.

We went to the movies and during the movie he tried to make out. I said no.

We went to a bar after since it was still early and had some drinks. I guess he thought that would loosen me up but I still had my morals intact and said no to his invitation of performing cunninglings. During the ride home, he pulled over and started feeling me up and pulled out his penis. We made out some more and I asked him to stop. I was somewhat drunk and asked to be taken home.  

I asked for him to take me home and after we didn't speak for a good few months.

This year around summertime, we went out again. To dave and busters.  He tried to make out but I said no.

This made me feel as though I was being taken out on dates to then have sex afterwards. I feel as though no one wants to get to know me and just use me for sex.