So today, I was Bollywood dancing with my mother and spending practically my whole day with her.
I don’t understand how people can possibly say “I hate my mother”. Like I cherish my mother so much and god it’s ridiculous how empty I feel when she leaves.
I probably love my mother more than anyone in this whole world ok.
I don’t think I’ve ever had this much fun in my life.
Today was….
THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE.
lol just sayin’
I’m alone. Completely.
Everything hurts. It just gets worse everyday.
And I’m just so tired.
Lol, I just want someone I can vent to and not be judged, called stupid, thought differently about, or idunno.
I should probably tell people how I feel more often, but lol I’m never taken seriously. Sucks to suck, y’know.
And I’m sorry that I’m somewhat venting now, but idunno, I just don’t know what to do.
I just don’t wanna be here.
I think I’m extremely into bollywood dancing now.
Lawlz.
Guess that’s what happens when you come from a crazy Pakistani family. c;
That moment when your parents say they’re proud of your grades, you, and are thankful for you.
ASDFGHJKL; d’awhh. c’:
- Mom: What the hell
- Mom: Oh my god I am so old.
- Mom: Unreal
- *goes upstairs*
- Mom: HOLY SHIT. MY BONES ARE CRACKING.
- *takes another step*
- Mom: I'M ONLY 36. GOD DAMN IT.
- Me:
- Me:
- Me:
- Me: I love you mom omfg ok
And if your goal was to make me upset or to make my self esteem lower than it is now, you succeeded.
Just when someone feels good about themselves, you don’t fucking point out their insecurities and crush their confidence. Jesus christ, I’ve never felt this bad about myself until today.
