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for once in my life,  i have learned to accept it. im a fat girl and i could care less. if you want to use that as your excuse to leave my mother you self centered piece of rotting shit you go for it but i can promise you there will be no mourning the loss of an egotistical controlling fuck coming from me. i hope, for the sake of your sanity, you learn that my being fat has nothing to do with you being a piece of shit, its quiet the opposite.

i need you to know, even though you wont be seeing this, that i hate you. i know that is a big thing to say, but i honestly cant stand to see you alive and in my life. i cant wait to see you dead if i live to see that day. and i hope it is in the most malicious and horrible way because you deserve nothing less. from beating me till i bleed half of the blood in my body out, to hitting me with a wooden broom and leaving permanent tissue damage this past year, my life has consisted of being your personal punching bag and i am done being a quiet child who takes it all in. i can promise you if you raise your hand at me from now until the time it takes me to gather up my shit and get out you will feel what its like to be under me until i see blood flowing from your eyes you abusive fuck.

that is all. im sorry to my followers who have to see this, but i am done being blamed and picked on and being the bad guy. i have lost everything i had because of the two uncaring fucks that brought me into this world and god help me i will never speak to them when i am out of that house.

(via waywardandwanderlust)