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Anonymous asked:
Ive experienced that disconnect and I still refuse to acknowledge my parents as "parents", caring. I can only forgive them and prove to them that I can handle myself, but also be respectful of their terms. You've spent 5 yrs with boy problems and you're 16? That would infer that you let your deviancy get the better of you. u should have your bf come out the closet (haha) and prepare him to meet your parents. Kiss up to your parents for a lil and have fun in moderation. And learn how to sneak ;)
I replied:

aw thanks! LOL that was funny, what you did there. Yeah, i’m going back to sneaking around again but now it’s harder since i lost their trust. 

1 month ago ☯ reblog0 notes

snowtorch:

(seductively licks lips)

(grabs your wrist)

(furiously hits you with your own hand)

WHY ARE YOU HITTING YOURSELF WHY ARE YOU HITTING YOURSELF WHY ARE YOU HITTING YOURSELF WHY AR

(via strokemyrichard)

1 month ago ☯ reblog178,788 notes

i actually don’t have parents. they’re people who i can call mom and dad, provide me with food, education, and money. but they’re not someone i would turn to for help. they’ve never supported me. they’ve always just gave me money and let me do what i want. not like freedom, but like educational things. i’ve told my parents i have a boyfriend and they acted calmly about it but now they’re threatening me that they will call the cops if they ever see him in my house again. i agree, hiding him in my closet and lying so much to them was a bad idea but it was the only thing i can do as a teenager. now they look down on me because i have a boyfriend. they should be setting down the rules of having a boyfriend but all they worry about is how they look like with a 16 year old chinese daughter who has a boyfriend. all they care about is what their friends will say. they won’t care if i would ever get hurt, get pregnant, or any of my teenage problems because “it’s my fault” for having a boyfriend. i’ve spent the past 5 years crying over boys, hurting myself, and almost killing myself. they never knew and the moment i tell them the truth, they can’t even look at me. people think i’m lucky because my parents have money, i get to travel the world and i get good grades, i’m not. my parents love me but won’t care for me, i’ve never had a good experience from traveling, and my parents are just worried about my grades. I will never be like that, I will never let my kids feel as lonely as i did. i won’t let them cry and vent to strangers like what i’m doing right now. I would like to know if anyone ever went through what I just been through. How did you deal with this?

1 month ago ☯ reblog3 notes
britishtoatea:

I am crying
teen-tltan:

1-800 slap that hoe
unkemptly:

vintage