i have horrible anxiety, i get jealous easily, i sometimes may seem really clingy, i also may seem like i do not care (only because i am fighting against the urge to be “clingy” after realizing i was being so), and i tend to think that the worst has happened. there is so much stuff that i don’t like about my self, would you care to accept me the way i am, anyway?
what i actually said: i forgot
what my parents heard: i hate you and i am determined to fail at life, go to prison, and bring dishonor to this family. i care about nothing except my computer and tv shows and you can just go burn in hell for all i care. also i'm pregnant.
sometimes you just need to lay on the floor
When I meet a friend’s friend and they leave us alone together