Life as jackson tableeo

Fuck my mum

When we are born one the the first things we really truly know about society is that there are the rich and the poor, good and bad. But of course as we get older we start to realise there's more at the seams, we finally realise what a fucked world we live in. with unrealistic body shapes, labels, and personalities.

For example: when we find our first love, for most of us we think that we're gonna be together for ever. But then you don't.

I'm Jackson Tableeo and this is my story.

Rapid knocking came from my door causing me to slide out of bed and hit the dusty, carpeted floor,

"Wake the Fxck up," my mum muttered before stomping off down the hallway,

"Ok Mum I'm awake" I replied sitting upright to face my cupboard.I stand up, slip up some clothes and walk out the door.

I chose to wear my binder along with a dark cyan top with a baggy dark blue hoody, I also had chosen black baggy shorts with my old run down sneakers. As I walked into the kitchen My mum glared at me with disgust,

"You look boy in the clothes" she huffed taking a sip from her coffee, " and you look fat at n the jeans".

I shot her a rude look, grabbed my school bag and headed out to the bus.

Guess I wasn't having any breakfast.