how bout some anons?
i feel pretty alone. i try not to dwell on the fact that my mom no longer loves me, but at present, it’s killing me inside. my dad is trying, but i see the burden i’m putting on him. i feel like the only person in this world who truly needs me is her <3
but she does this wierd ass thing where she closes her eyes and deactivates for several hours a night whereas i do not, so how bout some love to the inbox?
i guess you can consider this my official emotional confession:in a cold expanse, there is nothing but fire, the fire of all the hate i receive on a daily basis. Suddenly, there she is, my water, my aloe. she is my saving grace and that which heals me. the sad part is, she thinks she doesn’t even matter to me…… how can i prove it?
