(Source: magyck)
(Source: yeah-yougotme)
This is my story. Ever since I was little, I’ve been a difficult child. I’m strong-willed, bold, indepedent, and loud. I thought that I knew best for myself. I was weird, I wore different clothes than other kids. When I was about ten, my dad started to yell at me. He would tell me I was difficult, not good enough, annoying, rude, and that no body in the house ever wanted to see me. He told me at least once a month, for the last five years, that he wants me out of this house, because I make everyone miserable. And it only got worse as I got older. At about 14, I realized that maybe, if I stopped being so difficult, my life could be easier. I didn’t like to obey commands that were stupid and unrational, but I did it, thinking that maybe I could finally be a good enough daughter. And for a little bit, it worked. But eventually, it started up again. i could listen 99 % of the time, but that 1 % when I was upset and tired, and talked back, would set it off. My mother never stood up for me. She said my problem was that I yelled back. But I can’t just sit there and take it. Recently, my best friend, the only person I could always count on when my dad would get like this, told me she didn’t want to be friends. So I don’t have her I can count on. I am alone. My life has no direction. For the first time in a long time, I don’t want to be alive. I don’t want to eat. The only thing that keeps my heart beating, is my love of god, and the knowledge thats someday soon, I can be traveling. I can leave. But until then, I don’t know what to do.
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(Source: annabananainacabana)
Who I was staring at all night Friday and was staring back quite blatently, and last night he was the guard who pulled Vanessa and I out of the slide, and so he said to me, Hey, I think I remember you from last night. I have no idea where this confidence came from, but I said, Oh yeah, you were the cute one. And he said, really I was just thinking the same think about you, so I smiled, and he smiled back. And I was like, what the hell. So I ran, got a napkin and a pen, wrote down my number, and wrapped it in a plastic bag. Except right before I gave it to him, I realized it was my home number. So I ran back, wrote down my cell. And wrapped it in that dumb grocery bag so it wouldn’t get wet. And I went up to him while he was guarding, and I said something alon the lines of, “I know this is really pathetic and stupid (all while he look confused because I was handing him a large plastic bag), but here’s my number.” And then I sort of ran away. But he hasn’t texted me yet! I hope I wrote down the right number, or maybe he has a girlfriend? Or he just said I was cute to be nice, guys idefk, I just really want him to text me.
(Source: facedown-inthedirt)
