I hate my mom. I really do. I can never seem to do anything right in her eyes. SORRY for being depressed to the point of physically not being able to move. SORRY for not doing my chores the second you tell me to. God fucking forbid the dishes don’t get put away for one night. SORRY for crying for the past 3 hours cause I’m so stressed out I could pass out at any given moment. SORRY FOR BEING A FUCK UP AND A SHITTY CHILD!! :~)

zultanmalik:

1d: shows up wearing trash bags
me: YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS SLAY DADDIES FUCK IT UP!!!!!! FASHION ICONS OF THE CENTURY!!!!!!!!! AIN NO ONE DO IT LIKE U BUS IT UP !!! WHOS DONATELLA ?ONE DRECTION SMASH

+50 people in my house tomorrow… most of whom are family that I don’t know and I’m scared as hell tbh. hooray for hiding in my room the whole time and getting shit about being “anti social” and “lazy” when in reality I’m not quite sure that I can mentally handle that many people in one house. and then there’s the fun q&a session with a multitude of different family members wanting to know “oh how’s school?” “how’re your grades??” “DO YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND oooooohhhh” “what about a job???” and my personal favorite, “what are your plans for after high school?” ugh.

nope not havin it.