I woke up literally burning hot with rage. This is all because of him: my dad. I will not become some bitter bitch that wallows in regret and sorrow. I will not resign myself to be the wounded woman with daddy issues. Nope. Not me. I forgive him, but I will not forget the shit he did. I will feel angry and all my other feelings but I will not let those feelings stop me from living a full happy life.
teenage girls are fucking mocked for liking things that are marketed towards them and for them then when theyre sick of being shit on for that and try to like things not specifically “for them” they get shit on for “pretending” and they cant win at all its a lose lose situation being a teenage girl