I was told that I shouldn't have a problem finding a boyfriend or fuck buddy. The truth is, I am afraid of depending on anyone for love or comfort.
I love the double standard in my home. in my grad year, my mom thought I started smoking weed and said she would lick me out if she figured out it was true. she also said that if it was my best guy friend who got me to smoke she would rip his nuts off... but then now, my brother is the same age I was when this happened. and he's smoking in the house, vaping, doing shatter, and growing the fucking stuff. and my mom does nothing. somebody please explain this to me.
I didn’t know spam was pork. I always thought it was some kind of canned ham.
I'm against the concept of race and I think it's really dumb, so it isn't constructive to make it a defining factor for people again. Yet I think that some cultures are superior to others and multiculturalism is a cancer of society. If the Hobos in Papua-Newguinnea, for example, believe in magic and think they have to rape alleged witches with white-glowing metal rods, then they are basically ferals and should never be allowed to exist in the western world. Not all cultures are beautiful and not all cultures are equal.
I know I am a horrible person, I don't need to be reminded. I know the things I say and do hurt people. It wasn't my intention to disappoint anyone, I don't say this to justify myself. I understand my actions and try my best to change but its not good enough. I make mistakes, I am not perfect and do acknowledge my actions as well as apologise but its still not good enough. Stop reminding me what type of person I am. Stop comparing me to those who hurt you, I get it loud and clear. I know anything I do will never be good enough for you. Sometimes I doubt myself as well, I question my actions and reason behind it. From the beginning I deny your judgement and now I know everything you say about me is true. I hate myself, I hate that I constantly hurt those around me. It do it over and over again that my apology means nothing to you and I don't blame you. I want to be a better person but I've given up. Your hurtful words and attitude towards me, I allow it. I don't want to try anymore, my efforts is not good enough for you. Sometimes I wonder if I am better of gone, maybe you'll finally be happy. Without me you'll can finally be happy and that's what I am going to do.
it's been so hard for me not to buy xtc this past week. my last trip was unreal. i miss it, but i'm trying to be responsible and spend my money on things that i actually need.
you're always be my favorite hazara boy ❤
Why should I have to be the one to change, when the other person doesn't have to?
Sometimes fuckin is the only way, to end a bad day.
I'm still studying but I really need to work full time