It's all your fault Jafar

VICKY!

VICKY HELLO ITS ME I HOPE YOURE DOING WELL LY

hey vicky 
          rmbr me ?
          :D

Vickyyyyyy

Hey
          I am Nayasha and am 15. I would love to know your thoughts on my book The Twisted Perfection and please feel free to share ur views on it.  If you liked the chapters then please vote for the chapters.  As I am an amateur,  I would love to know the ways to grow my books. I hope you give my book a read. 
          
          Yours truly
          N ♥️

Vick I'm making a book. Cuz I can. 

⚠ TRIGGER WARNING⚠
          My school counsellor called me into her office because she was worried about be cause I didn't want to eat. She said our conversation would be private and I was feeling extremely vulnerable at the moment so I told her about my anxiety and depression and self harm and stress. What I did was very stupid and illogical (which is unlike me) from a long term point of view because she ended up calling my mum and dad because she was "legally obligated to" and I got in trouble for it. My parents yelled at me and called me violent and said I could get us deported and also yelled at me for almost killing myself sometimes. They told my relatives about it and they were also angry at me. I'm the only person in my family that is introverted and likes being alone and they were all saying I should try and be more outgoing and make friends because I was the problem. My mum told me I wouldn't make friends because of my weight and that I was ugly amd said I should work on myself. I wanted to be better for myself and start eating again but yesterday my dad and I fought and he made me feel bad about eating so I'm not doing that anymore. My patents expect me to feel better because they yelled at me about it, emotionally invalidated me, made me cry (which I don't like doing) and disregarded my need for privacy so yeah. The counsellor asked me how I was doing again yesterday and I lied to her and said I feel better. Suicide has never looked better lmao

Yoyo's leaving. Say goodbye before it's too late

How the hell did I just sleep for 11 hours

If you had told me yesterday that I'd ship a Chad version of JFK with a goth version of Joan of Arc yesterday, I would have never believed you.