A week before my birthday I get dumped,I get controlled, and my bio mom shows up.
A day before my birthday my friends cancel for my birthday,my cat dies,and all my family forgets that its my birthday. Fuck 19.
I’m sorry I’m not “slim” as you put it. I have lost 20 pounds since you have known me and 35 all together. I’m working on it. Tell the truth I don’t consider myself fat. And the to point out I have red hair. I had that hair when we met. I had that hair when you said you were falling in love with me. When you told me not to hurt you and promised you wouldn’t do that to me. I trusted you. I never do that. Every important person in my life has left me. And you knew that. But you tricked me. Blinded me and made me think that you cared at all. And believe that being scared of you was normal. I see now how cold you really were the whole time. I couldn’t let you hide me away as your little secret anymore.And I want you to know pointing out all my flaws to bring me down and make me feel like I wasn’t good enough for someone like you was so wrong. You didn’t deserve me. It pains me to know that I never really knew you. But I’m happy without you. I’m not scared all the time. I’m glad your gone. Yes it hurts right now but I’m moving on.
Starts with me getting dumped for being a fat red head.
Then find out one of few friends doesn’t wanna hang because of my choices.
Then I get screamed at because I can’t find a job and I don’t clean their damn house 24/7
Now I gotta go meet my ex for black ops and he wants to talk.
My birthdays in exactly a week.
I hate my life.
