#4:10pm

[actual-llamadrama]

Today I went to visit my moms house bc my coworker had a side job walking someone’s dog that’s near her house. Needless to say I did not have a fun time..

I just really wanted to see my mom today but she was on the phone with my sister and dad who are in England rn. She saw the hickeys on my neck and started asking questions which I could handle. I didn’t mind the questions that much and I would have told her what happened if she wasn’t on the phone with my sister.. but then she saw my snake tattoo on my side burn and started going off about how I ruined the “beautiful face we created” and now I feel ugly… I feel so fucking ugly now and I thought I looked so nice and pretty and shit but her words just fucking hurt and now they’re all in my head repeatedly telling me that I’ve ruined myself and that I’m ugly. My mom thinks I’m ugly now…

My sister went off on her after I left crying. I don’t know what she said really, she told me but I don’t remember. But she kept telling me that I’m beautiful and that’s she’s proud of me for not letting her talk to me like that. That made me feel good. But my heart still hurts because all I wanted to do was see my mama and say hi to her because I haven’t seen her in forever.

I’m genuinely debating if I want to go to her house for Christmas now.. I don’t want to be told I’m ugly.

[omnya-a-shoman]

Mood now: اقعد في اوضتي، اطلب بيتزا كبيره، وسناكات وفشار، واشغل افلام، وانام واصحى ع كده كام يوم، وماحدش يخرجني منها لحد ما اكتفي من حالة الكسل دي 😌

[washedawayonyx]

Do you hate me now? Please just tell me.

I can't stand wondering without an answer

[thethingsiwouldliketosaytoyou]

For The Man Who Only Saw Me Hate | 01.15.2017

D, I thought I knew you well.

[fortheonewhomaynotexist]

Day 001/365

For the one who may not exist:

I wonder what your eyes look like.

Perhaps they’re like my favorite Jolly Rancher flavor. Incredibly sweet that leaves a lasting stain on my memory; the surging waves of my love only rivaled by the oceans in your irises. What if they are pastures where I can lay? With wildflowers strewn about, left in my daydreams as I breathe in the scent of sweet blossoms, as natural as our hearts beating as one. As your gaze meets mine, will I feel the soft meadows caress my skin? Maybe they’re reminiscent of Felix Felicis, a constant symbol of how lucky I am to have you in my life. Like the inside of my locket, where promise to keep you safe & close to my heart; always knowing you are worth more than the precious metal they remind me of. Your eyes may be like mine; enveloping me in its warmth, yet keeping me curious about what exactly hides in its darkness. Will they keep me up, tossing & turning, like shots of espresso? Or will they beckon me to succumb to the song of sweet slumber because they are the perfect canvas to paint constellations across?

I wonder if your eyes will be a window to your soul or if you’ve drawn the blinds in fear of the outside world. I understand if you have. But be aware that my eyes are wide with wonder, and I will do whatever I can to shine some light into yours.

Forever yours, Kamea

[whatthetictac]

I haven't felt this depressed in awhile.

And who's helping me? Nick. Of all people, that asshole is helping me. I'm up to three people telling me i should break up with you and then you push me away. I can't anymore. I feel like death.

[levirhowe]

blue exorcist season 2 beyond ready