May 26, 2020
Here's an arrangement
You send me money and then you go away
If you ain't about it, I'll continue with my vibe ✌
$khaleesikitti
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Here's an arrangement
You send me money and then you go away
If you ain't about it, I'll continue with my vibe ✌
$khaleesikitti
fuck me in the ass and tell me I'm pretty
I wanna get back into camming, but I want to be one of those girls that just sits in front of the camera in pajamas and eats food.
I really like food.
tl;dr I can't do this anymore
I'm tired of being treated like the villain because you can't get your way.
You can call me a bitch, you can call me heartless, whatever helps you feel better, but don't say it to me. I don't want to hear it anymore. I can't hear it anymore.
I'm sick to my stomach over the things you say to me and the things I've heard you've said about me. I'm sorry I wasn't happy. I apologize that life isn't a fairy tale and things didn't work out in your favor. I understand that it hurts, I was there, too.
I'm not going to be made the bad guy for trying to be happy. I wanted so badly to be happy with you, despite what you've told people, but I'm not going to be vilified for feeling like I deserve to be happy. I'm sorry that it hurts you, but I'm not sorry that I'm trying to do what's best for myself.
I wanted to be your friend, I still wanted you in my life, but just like you, I can't anymore. I can't deal with the hurt you cause me. I can't deal with the pain when you lash out and scream. I can't deal with the fear of you when you become angry with me over this. I can't deal with the heartache when I see how much pain you're in. I know that I'm the cause, and I know I've said it a lot, but I'm sorry for that. I just can't do it anymore. I don't know who you are anymore, and I'm sure it's my fault.
This wasn't supposed to be an apology, but I guess it turned out to be one. I'm sorry that it hurts, but I will not listen to you anymore. I will not be told that I'm heartless for wanting my own happiness and finally putting myself first.
I'm desperately trying to change my living situation, and I'm not actually expecting any help, but I've been stuck in the same place for the last 4 years, and I just can't take staring at these walls anymore. I guess I just need to vent.
I can't handle the thought that my daughter has never had a piece of furniture that is *HERS*. Everything she owns was once someone else's. A bed from my coworker's son, a toy box taken from my ex's garage, a dresser that belonged to my parents, a bookshelf and a "kitchen" my ex and I found on the side of the road.
I feel trapped in this place. I can't afford to move into somewhere bigger, somewhere my daughter could have her own room, somewhere that isn't a 20'×20' box. I can't afford to replace her furniture. I can't afford my fantasies of more dynamic furniture to maximize the little space that we have.
2020 has wrecked me mentally, emotionally, physically, and financially, and my inability to change anything within my personal space has been really wearing on me for the last few weeks.
what's with all the sugar daddies in my replies lately, though?
I just want a new tattoo is that too much to ask
I miss being wrapped up in you
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