I HATE people who say men cant be sexually assaulted, that we cant possibly have the fear of being raped while walking alone, that we dont know the feeling of never getting justice for your horrible expierience. just STOP. my dad was raped by a babysitter when he was 4 and was molested during his childhood until he was 14 and moved out. he never got justice. my friend was raped when he was 9. his rapist got a year in jail. Im lucky enough to never experience that but I just get so fucking angry when people say that bullshit
every little thing I do my brother is there to criticise me and tell me that im a worthless shit nobody wants. he beats me and nothing happens to him. I want to kill him I want him gone. my mum was mad at me when I said I wouldn't miss him when he left for college. he's gonna finally buy his own apartment in a few weeks and when im 18 im gonna move out of the state and get as far away as possible from that abusive piece of shit god I want to take a knife and stab that motherfucking failed abortion and shove that bloody thing up his ass then down his throat
My husbands children (18,20y/o) greedy spoiled brats. We're working our asses off in our business.. They only come when they want something! And it's always money They promised to be there and help out on weekends or whatsoever, but all they did was treating our employees like shit.. some even quit,, which lead us to failing even more My husband can't see this, and I can't say a thing. Whenever his son& daughter are present we're arguing like shit. I grew up in poverty, and it breaks my heart to see how they treat their father as a money bank.
I hate when people try to cheer me up it makes me feel worse and then the compare problems thinking it will help but I love them for trying
I had a breakup over a year ago. the relationship didn't even last a month. I'm still not over it and I hate myself and her for that.
i hate myself i hate myself i hate myself i hate myself i hate myself and i deserve to die
Se as outras pessoas soubessem o que eu penso as vezes, eu não seria o único a desejar a minha punição/morte. Até meus próprios amigos me maltratariam. E com razão
Me sinto desprezado, humilhado e não aceito pelos meus amigos, e por uma razão idiota provavelmente. Queria me cortar de novo, mas minha mãe perceberia. Eu me odeio tanto. Queria morrer.
i love Rose so bad it hurts
indians are worst nation on face of earth .they kill kashmiri people daily and genociding muslims.