Diary Of A Bitch

That I can get attacked by an 8 year old and my mother starts to intervene by questioning ME.

“Did you put your hands on him?!”

No. I jumped between him trying to attack my 6 year old brother.
Like. Fuck you!
He just put you through out fucking wall, and you want to start shit by coming after ME?

Go suck donkey balls.

I pretend I’m confident and love my body and my life and everything I’ve got going on.
But.
I know there will always be someone better. And it kinda hurts.
I’ll never be as pretty as I’d like.
Or as skinny.
Or as happy.

Things never seem to go my way.
And. I love my boyfriend but. Ik he’s not the one I want to be with forever and I’m too afraid of being alone to walk away when things get bad.
Hhhhhhh

“it’s hard to do everything right”

It’s common sense. If you’re an adult, act like it.
And be a positive influence on my 6 year old brother.
If I have to ask both of you to stop playing ball in the house, when you’re the one that started it, you should be able to realize there’s something wrong with that picture.

So if you’re going to tell me about how your 18 year old self is acting like a 5 year old, I’m gonna be a cock about it.

Sword fights with meter sticks.
Yeah. Real mature.

I like being in a relationship.
But at the same time, I want to take advantage of the fact that I’m young and party hard.

I like having nights that idk what happened. Or the crazy stories from spontaneous shit.

Can’t do that so much in a relationship.

Yessss
It’s slight. But. It’s there.

When my boyfriend decides he has to text people the whole time we’re together.

Feelin the love.

I just realized she looks like a not as pretty version of my “celebrity crush”

Radeo. If you didn’t know.
I think she’s a goddess.