welcome to the fall out

i can feel myself slipping away, and i don’t know how to stop it

i’m really tired of being sad

Dear Mother,

You are the biggest bully I have ever met. Seriously, I think you like making me feel like shit. My childhood memories involving you are not pleasant. I remember you screaming at me, all of the time. I remember myself being terrified of you, and running to my room as soon as i heard you scream my name. I remember putting my feet up against my dresser and my back against the door to keep you out. You didn’t let us have locks on our doors and you would slam all of your body weight into the door to try and get in until you gave up. I remember being scared to leave that spot next to the door for hours. Although you never hit me, there was always the emotional abuse. In middle school, you imply that i was fat. I tried to eat less for you, I did. As I got older I learned to fight back, and stand up for my sister, who you were constantly calling a loser because she didn’t have a ton of friends. In high school, you would compare both of us to other people, smarter people, prettier people, more outgoing people, better athletes, better daughters. If I got an A- in a class the conversation at home would be about the changes I can make to do better. My weight was always a big issue, and you would constantly remind me that i need to eat more salads. Even though I am in college now I am still so suffocated by you making me feel stupid, fat, like a slob, and ugly. I know that I am not the kind of person that you want for a daughter and I wish I could be. But I like who I am and I really wish that you could just accept me. I have not told you that I love you in over 3 years because it is impossible to love someone that you hate. I don’t want to hate you mom, but I really cannot love someone who makes me feel like you do. I have shed more tears because of you than I have for anyone else. I’m sorry that I’m not what you wanted. I’m really sorry.

Lol I’m not your booty call

gossipinq: photojournel: a-ussi: 0hmywizardg0d: hagridtheminivan: First, people say how so many actresses in Hollywood look anorexic, and now they are criticizing me for looking normal. Interviewers have asked Jennifier Lawerence how much she weighs and why didn’t lose weight when Katniss is meant to be slim/skinny. She said that she was careful about not losing weight for catching fire, because she didn’t want to promote anorexia to young girls watching the films. Even though she’s getting criticised she still believes in what is right. Jennifer Lawerence you are my hero. You’re my inspiration Jenn Inspiration

gossipinq:

photojournel:

a-ussi:

0hmywizardg0d:

hagridtheminivan:

First, people say how so many actresses in Hollywood look anorexic, and now they are criticizing me for looking normal.

Interviewers have asked Jennifier Lawerence how much she weighs and why didn’t lose weight when Katniss is meant to be slim/skinny. She said that she was careful about not losing weight for catching fire, because she didn’t want to promote anorexia to young girls watching the films. Even though she’s getting criticised she still believes in what is right. Jennifer Lawerence you are my hero.

You’re my inspiration Jenn

Inspiration

(Source: myvariousladyboners, via misses-reckless)

The single saddest thing that I ever heard you say
Was on the day I told you I had to go away.
You said “Darling baby please, if you really mean to leave,
Can’t I just hold you for a little while longer?”

And the single hardest thing I ever had to do
Was take your arms from round me and walk away from you.
And I know I shouldn’t have kissed you as a I left,
Darling I should have been stronger.

Not with a bang but with a whimper.
It wasn’t hard, it was kind of simple.
Three short steps from your bed to your door,
Darling I can’t look you in the eyes now and tell you I’m sure
If I love you anymore.

I did my very best, I’ve given you these years
Of love and understanding, telephone calls and tears.
But now the little things you do that used to make me love you,
Now just cramp my heart a little and let it slip.

And we’ve met this sorry end from a picture perfect start,
The romance and the running down to disconnected hearts
Of two people sad and free, who know they used to be
More than just a pair of sinking ships.

I’m not drinking any more, but I’m then I’m not drinking any less.
I can’t do this anymore, oh you know I did my best.
Oh my darling,
I don’t love you anymore.

—Anymore- Frank Turner