dad: if any boy asks you out, i’m coming for him.
grandparents: you’re so gorgeous, guys must be all over you
friends of parents: you’re going to break a lot of hearts
friends: you’re pretty, now shut up.
boys: why is that potato looking at me”
I give up. what kind of world is it that “he” has someone to wake up to this morning, someone to have sex with last night, someone who will give him a Christmas present… “him” a cheater, liar, thief, drunk, worthless piece of shit…and I lie here alone with no one to even talk to. :’( no one even cares that he has broken my life to pieces. that is the part that I cant get over. that still hurts.
don’t be too clingy
don’t be such a ‘girl’
be a woman
but be hairless like a child
don’t wear skimpy outfits
don’t be such a ‘slut’
but take it off when i ask
don’t assert yourself
don’t be such a ‘bitch’
be nice to me
but don’t be a fucking doormat
don’t be ignorant
don’t be such a ‘bimbo’
but don’t argue your opinion with me
don’t wear make-up ever
don’t be so ‘insecure’
but don’t complain if i don’t like it