My mom sat me down last night and said that she’s noticing I’ve been throwing up again. That my skin is dry and that I’m constantly tired. She also said that “if you need I get help,” that she’d always stand by my side. I looked her directly in the eye and said that I have no clue what she’s talking about and went on my merry way. I was basically living my nightmare last night. I have no clue what to do
Cheers, Mother fucker
Anon. Im seventeen years of age. I can classify my mindset as a tad fucked up. My blogs mostly the same old shit, i know... quite original.
Getting my hopes up with something to just get dissapointed . What’s the point of setting expectations for your self if you know you’ll never meet the outcome? What’s the point of hoping for the best when you know only bad comes of it all. I was stupid to think anything could come of this. Why would you want anything with me? I’m stupid, ugly and have a horrible personality. And that’s the truth.
