I never go on here anymore, which is why I’m posting this. No one that I will be referring to in this post is b kind to read this.
I’m happy, really happy. But I’m sad, really really sad. I know people say “don’t care about what other people think” but it’s hard to when those other people are your family. I can’t.
Yes, everyone has flaws, including some of you, but every mistake he’s made, you’ve pointed out and called him out on. You’re right, I don’t see where you guys are coming from because if I did, I wouldn’t be hurting this much.
I like him and he likes me and we make each other happy. That’s it. But I feel so pressured. So many of you are like “I hate when people are so judgemental and blah blah blah”. Well that’s how you’re being. And just to throw it out there if you haven’t already figured it out, I’m hurting. Yes, he knows that he’s messed up here and there, but he realizes that and he’s most definitely changed since the first time we started talking.
This is such a cheesy line, but if I’m happy, why can’t you guys just be happy for me? I cry because I like him so much and I’ve grown close to his family, but you guys have such a hard time accepting him.
I have so much more to say but it’s so hard to express such an aching feeling. I’m tired of crying and being confused. I just want to be happy and for you guys to be happy and for everything to be fine but no. I feel like I’m not allowed to be happy because HE doesnt make YOU GUYS happy. Out of all people I expected two of you to understand how I feel and have my back.
I feel sad, depressed, scared, annoyed, angry, aggrivated, but most of all, hurt.
At just 22 years old, Italian artist Diego Fazo has developed the skill to create photo-realistic drawings using a simple charcoal pencil.
fairly odd parents fucking knows what’s up
never heard truer words in my life
Oh look there’s math to prove it too
When a cute boy sneezes I don’t say bless you because I see that God already has.
Overly attached girlfriend