I made the wrong decision, huh? No, I made the decision I wanted to make and the one you didn’t want me to make. You have to grow up. You get hurt one fucking time and the whole world comes crumbling down and I’m the worst person ever? People are going to hurt you. People are going to fuck you over and people are going to break your heart and people are not always gonna do what you want them to do. I just happened to be the first person to fucking teach you that. Get over your perfect-til-I-ruined-it life, and leave me alone. I don’t need you or your shit. You thought I was different, I thought you were different. But now I see how fucking immature you are, and you see how fucking horrible I am. I’m going to live how I want to live, and your opinion doesn’t phase me whatsoever.

I hate when I look in the mirror and remember that I’m ugly. I hate myself so much. I can’t take this shit.

Pokemon isn’t a stage of life. It’s a lifestyle

You can basically break my life into stages based on what I liked:
1. Fairies
2. Harvest Moon
3. Manga with sexual humor
4. Gaia Online
5. Emo hair
6. Pink eyeliner
7. Fall Out Boy
8. iCarly
9. Animated movies

My dad just encourages me to obsess over my weight and I don’t think he even realizes what he’s doing to me.