Yo when I wanted to kill myself all those “don’t do it” posts made me want to do it just to spite all you caring bitches
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Yo when I wanted to kill myself all those “don’t do it” posts made me want to do it just to spite all you caring bitches
Ruined my stepsister's birthday and got her banned from all clubs in town.
warning: long story.
BACK STORY: When I was 12, my mom got married to a halfway decent guy. He’s not bad, but he’s not great either, but he made my mom happy and that’s all that I cared about. In fact, I cared so much about her happiness that I was willing to endure 6 years of living under the same roof as his self-obsessed, obnoxious, spoiled daughter, Amy. The entire time we lived together, she would project all of her insecurities onto me in the form of insults. Being young and wildly insecure about myself, these daily insults well and truly cut me to the core and just continued the cycle of crippling insecurity.
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“Also I fucked Kyle” is the pettiest thing I’ve ever read and I love it
The end.
It hurts to see you . I’ve loved you since I was 17 and tonight I told you goodbye and I’ve been crying ever since. You showed me many wonderful things and what I should want out of a partner and for that I’m so grateful but I don’t think I can ever see you again because you let someone else do the things I thought only I could do and I was wrong and now you’re probably going to go off and be with the girl that finally pushed me to end everything. You made my worst fear come true and now all I can do is cry and wish I’d never met you. Being 17 was the worst thing I’ve ever done.
It’s been over a year since I made this post and I did stop talking to this person until his birthday. I was just being polite and that’s when we spent the whole day talking and catching up. That night he asked me on a date and I accepted. From then on so many wonderful things have happened, you told me you love me and I love you too. I couldn’t be happier! Being 17 was the hardest thing I’ve done and now at almost 21 I love you and want nothing more than to be with you. ☺️
Update: we’re living together
The end.
It hurts to see you . I’ve loved you since I was 17 and tonight I told you goodbye and I’ve been crying ever since. You showed me many wonderful things and what I should want out of a partner and for that I’m so grateful but I don’t think I can ever see you again because you let someone else do the things I thought only I could do and I was wrong and now you’re probably going to go off and be with the girl that finally pushed me to end everything. You made my worst fear come true and now all I can do is cry and wish I’d never met you. Being 17 was the worst thing I’ve ever done.
It’s been over a year since I made this post and I did stop talking to this person until his birthday. I was just being polite and that’s when we spent the whole day talking and catching up. That night he asked me on a date and I accepted. From then on so many wonderful things have happened, you told me you love me and I love you too. I couldn’t be happier! Being 17 was the hardest thing I’ve done and now at almost 21 I love you and want nothing more than to be with you. ☺️
I dreamt about you today and I didn't hate it
Look who's ready to fucking kill themselves
Usually when someone's having a panic attack you're supportive and not a Fucking asshole. Also thanks for fucking ditching me so you could go get high, blake
Every day gets harder and harder
I truly truly hate every single inch of my body. I also want to die, not kill myself just die and right now in this exact moment I really want it to happen.
I thought I was ready to talk to you again, I was wrong.
I'm just so hurt
The end.
It hurts to see you . I’ve loved you since I was 17 and tonight I told you goodbye and I’ve been crying ever since. You showed me many wonderful things and what I should want out of a partner and for that I’m so grateful but I don’t think I can ever see you again because you let someone else do the things I thought only I could do and I was wrong and now you’re probably going to go off and be with the girl that finally pushed me to end everything. You made my worst fear come true and now all I can do is cry and wish I’d never met you. Being 17 was the worst thing I’ve ever done.
I still miss you everyday.
You had all the control.
You where 20 years old and I was 17. I wanted nothing more than for you to like me the way I liked you. I let you inside me, let you get yourself off while I got nothing other than the love of having you around and having you hold me. I’ve had feelings for you since the very beginning of this. That’s longer than I’ve had feelings for any one. You started this knowing I had a crush on you and you did it regardless of the fact that you didn’t feel the same way. I was 17,how could you?! Did you really expect a teenager not to fall for you after letting you do the things you’d done? Now I’m 19 and your 23, I still have the same feelings for you I did when we started this and I have NO ONE to help me get over you. It really doesn’t help that you still say the things you do or want to do to me and I’ve confused that with love. I feel like you cared for me in the same manner that I cared for you but it’s not true. You have no feelings for me what so ever. You even talk about other girls while I'm around and it KILLS me every time. The thought of you caring for another girl makes me think I’m not good enough for you and what does she have that I don’t. I get it they all have better bodies than I do or better hair, laugh, eyes, smile,attitude, or interest than I do but why not me? Why am I the one person you wouldn’t even consider dating. Ever?! Why couldn’t you see me the way I see you? Why can’t you love me the way I love you?! I lay here typing this all out while eyeliner runs down my face and wonder how you couldn’t see all this happening, how you couldn’t see me falling for you.
-Kayla-