TWDG MEMES

27 - QUESTIONS

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if you have any questions about me as a human bean then I will happily answer them :))

I'll answer a few basic ones tho

Gender - Female

Age - I was born in 2005 but I'm still 13 (yes ik so surprising. I turn 14 in May)

DOB - 6th of May 2005

Favourite Hobbies - Writing, anything music related, playing video games and playing netball and touch football. YES I KNOW I PLAY SPORT I KNOW ITS A SHOCKER

Biggest Fear - i have two biggest fears. One is that I will lose all of the people that I love. That they will suddenly see all of me, my flaws, tweaks and imperfections and think it's weird. That they will leave me. My other biggest fear is not finding love, or the person that I love the most will cheat on me or suddenly one day not love me (similar to the last one)

Happiest Memory - i have many but.... 1 ~ Accepting myself as a bisexual, the feeling of knowing who I am for the next few moments in my life, although I don't know who I will love, I could be gay or straight in 10 years time (tho I doubt I'll be straight LMAO). 2 ~ Finding my best friend Danica. She has made my life so much happier and I love her more than any person. She's so beautiful, kind and the way she talks and thinks is mesmerising. She always makes me cackle at 2am too, if you're reading this I still haven't been fully trusted by my parents on technology because of that type of stuff 👀

AND FINALLY 3 ~ getting a girlfriend. It may sound weird but back in like September I found out a girl liked me, and I was like "holy shit someone likes my ugly face and weird personality", and at the start of November I realised that I had started to form a tiny crush on her as well. SO from then on the 13/11/18 (thirteenth of November 2018), we started dating :3. I asked her out in English class after lunch xD. She's so cute and heaps smaller than me. She goes up to around the middle of my neck and I love it because I can just put my arms around her and never let go.

Saddest Memory - i have a lot more sad memories to be honest so let me think about my saddest memories. One would have to be my cat dying, I have three now but in 2017 my cat of TWENTY ONE YEARS died of old age. She had severe arthritis that started to hurt her greatly. She had been in our family since the beginning. I love you Max <3. Another memory .... or memories is very touchy to me so it's about to get a bit depressing

To put it simple my dad. He has this thing that he can't help. All the males on his side of the family start to get aggressive and controlling towards their wife and daughters / sons throughout the time they are with them. And it sucks because when my grandmother died a piece of me was gone, and then my pop realised that his abuse just made her even more sad, so he got depression as he realised how much of a dick he was to his wife.

Now my dads doing it. At the end of the year we had tests for English and History that went towards half out grades, and basically for history I got 39 and a HALF out of 40, and English I got 37/40. Both A grades! For my report I got 2 A's, 4 B's and 1 C, which barely even counted towards anything cause it wasn't even a compulsory class for the next upcoming years.

He called me a disappointment to his family , saying that HIS daughter shouldn't be this bad at living , at doing anything . I showed him and tried my hardest for sports too, but all he pointed out were my humanly flaws, and never once my happiest accomplishments. I would come off the court with a smile, only to have my dad whisper in my ear that I wasn't good enough. I hated it. I HATE IT. My parents have divorced before but got together again because of me, and they fight every second day it seems.

Before I moved and met all the people that I know now, I lived in a cosy small house with my mum , brother, sister , dog and cat. My mum ran the house and worked full time just to keep the house. My sister had to go and work full time while doing things for university at a job she hated to help out my mother.

Where was my dad in this? Renovating our house. Whenever my mum went near him he just started shouting at her, calling her a slut, a fat slut, a bitch. Every bad word he could think of. One time I was staying at my dads for the weekend and since it was Monday afternoon and I had gotten home from school, my dad has picked me up and I was waiting for my mum to pick me up from the half finished house. When she got there they started fighting. Screaming and yelling at each other. My started to get close to my mother and he was pushing her around, like she was some fucking toy. So I stepped into between them yelling for them to stop, but it never did. He just pushed me to the ground, which made me get a bruise on my shoulder. There was also another time when I was 10 and he slapped me for not doing something he wanted, but it was fine since he was just mad that day. He hates that I love writing, he wants me to be just like him and it's ANNOYING. He told me that my writing is pretty fucking terrible, and that I can dream but nothing is going to happen. That's also why I keep losing inspiration, but I don't give up because I have made people HAPPY on here. I have reached goals and made my own milestones that I couldn't be more proud of. This account has more than 50K reads and it's crazy. I love all of you <3. My dad may bring me down and make me feel as if I should quit writing , but he can't force me to stop my passions

ANYWAY sorry for being depressing lmaooo

PLEASE ASK ME ANY QUESTIONS ABOUT ANYTHING ABOUT ME. RATHER IT BE FOR MY BOOKS OR ME AS A PERSON. LOVE YOU NUGGETS SORRY FOR THE RANT