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Not that y’all care and u prolly don’t wanna read all this but I wanna vent so…
          
          My parents force me to go to church even tho I don’t believe in God. That, I can deal with. But I’ve told them several times that the communion makes me sick. Like it makes me throw up. So the other day, my mom forces me to go to communion cuz I usually always sneak to the bathroom to skip it. This time tho, she blocked all my paths of escape and stared me down till I swallowed the shit. Yk what I did right after? I ran to the bathroom and threw up. Like I fucking told her I would. But when I told her it makes me throw up yk what she said? She said “no it doesn’t. You’re just looking for a way to rebel against your father and I.” Like bitch how tf does she know what makes me sick or not? She’s not me. I can handle going to church even if I don’t believe. But it’s unfair to force me to eat disgusting, cheap bread and fake wine. It makes my stomach churn just thinking about the texture of the bread. Sorry for the huge paragraph. 

I think it’s hilarious that in every single werewolf story, there’s a pack name called “silver moon”. I think there might of been like one that didn’t. But it’s so fucking funny that Silver Moon is the go to pack name

1) Close your left hand
                    2) Find the one different number
                    8883888888
                    3) Make two wishes
                    4) Send this to fifteen different people
                    5) After sending, open your hand and look at it!

I hate when people don’t finish their stories and leave me waiting for 5+ years until I finally give up :/

My mom talked abt sending me to therapy after seeing my arm. She decided now would be a good time to care, not 4 years ago when I actually started showing signs of depression and anxiety and shit. 

IM SO FUCKING HAPPY MY WATTPAD ACCOUNT FINALLY WORKS AGAIN IM GONNA CRY  

I didn’t realize how easy it was for an author to make so many spelling and grammar mistakes until I actually became one…