godddd i just can't do this anymore i really don't want to go to work tomorrow but i have to and ik i've just gotta suck it up bc ik it'll be fine once i get started but i just hate this city and i hate seeing people from secondary and i just want to do something that i actually like and live with all my friends and my partner and i just miss that when i was at uni
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thought we were to the point where my mom could be home while i smoked one (1) tiny joint while i was out with the dog and not get upset but i do not think this is the case
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i do really fucking hate myself because if i wasn't so damn worthless i wouldn't be stuck in this situation
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they should be a mom who isnt my mom
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sorry lorde but i am NOT my mother’s child. unfortunately i’m the eldest daughter so i am my father’s child and i hate myself for it.
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Weed is no longer enough.
I need to fist fight my dad.
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I’m done with college but at what cost. Now I have to pay student loans and this is the US,,,,,
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Man I can't wait to move out and have my own place. I know I probably won't have the money to any time soon but still. I can't wait to not have to walk on eggshells every time my mum is in a mood and not have to deal with my dad deadnameing me every chance he gets.
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i’m so sick of this house because why did i unload put away the dishes back to back how do y’all go through dishes that quick wtf 😭😭😭
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I hate that my sister is here so so so much
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Mother: "hey, do you want to get up and actually do something today?😃"
Me: "...ya know when you say things like that it isn't helpful"
Mother: "?"
Me: "what do you mean '?' you just insulted me to my face"
Mother: "ok, idk what you just heard but that is obviously not what I meant"
Me: *internally says 'bish who tha fuk gon buy that'* "well, are you gonna apologize at least?"
Mother: "no"
Parents 👀☕
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I think all the things
I wish for now
the freedom, the space,
the being-by-myself
are all things I will hate
years from now.
When freedom tastes like
irresponsibility and empty space
leaves me craving warmth,
when no one waits at home
and I eat alone.
But until the day comes
where I resent my solitude,
I think I’ll enjoy it.
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ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
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