a work in progress

Stabbed me with a fork. :| Ahahah. We were fighting over french toast and bacon.

I fucking hate my job. You’d think I work at a fucking highschool for how much stupid drama and gossip goes around. Im ready and willing to sacrifice my social life for those fucking bastards and yet they treat me like shit and talk about me and my fucking business behind my back.
I go to work to see my boyfriend, who works there also, and I basically work for free for them and they have a problem with it? I’m not distracting anyone. Apparently it’s a rule, but I’ve never heard of it or seen it enforced until now.
Fcking managers talking about me.
Oh yah and apparently everyone at work hates me but doesn’t wanna tell me. Ive been living with this false belief that this girl I work with, who I actually really like and was fairly good friends with once upon a time, liked me. But she doesn’t, she never has. And instead of talking to me, telling me that I hurt her years ago, she just tells my boyfriend why she doesn’t like me and then says she doesn’t understand why he’d want to be with me. She thought I used her, years ago. But I didnt. I was 13, we drifted. I don’t know. I’ve always liked her and I’ve always wanted to be friends, but since I started working with her, she’s given me this vibe that she can only really tolerate me.
Like what’s the point? I don’t do anything right. I don’t work hard enough at work, but when I give up my free time to help, I’m wrong in that. I try to make friends and reconnect, but they push me away thinking I’m the same little girl they knew years ago. I fall for somebody I work with, like many people at my work have done, and everyone tells everyone else their opinion but never talks to me.
I’d like to tell each and every one of them that it’s none of their business. And I wish I could tell everyone I used to know and I used to be close with, that I have changed and I am not the 12 year old I used to be. That I hate myself just as much as everybody hates me. That I take every word anyone says to me literally. Nobody knows me, only I know me.

I fucking hate my job.
And I have to go back tomorrow.

body. this is exactly what i look like, in my eyes.
see how big her hips are? yah.

My baby’s baby. <3

This little boy has stolen my heart,
almost as much as his father has. 

if i eat 1500 calories a day, and moderately exercise 3-5 times a week, ill be 120 pounds by may.

i want it. but can i do it?

the people that I care about. There are so many things I want to buy/get my boyfriend!!!

as amazing as falling asleep and waking up beside the one person that can make you smile when you’re down and feel incredibly beautiful even though your makeup is running.

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fightxtoxdream:

Doesn’t have to be anonymous!

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