Sometimes stupid people can be the ones that makes the general day go bad, and especially PL who I sincerely tell you all that she could be the utmost annoying ones you could meet in life. Having the audacity to tell you what to do and not what to do in specific areas where she thinks she has a better understanding than you do even if the relationship between you and her are classmates, pestering you and pulling you around like a dog on the leash. She would questions the things you do and the way you are, having an identity so foreign for the whiteness she has she decides to say that you are a poser who is trying to be 'special'. Friends as you hear this, PL is not someone that is nice and be aware of those who are overly welcoming towards you because that might be a serpent underneath that petite flower.

I hate how everyone in my family is talking about my cousin . I mean its my dad, mom aunts, brothers everyone is talking about how strong she will be one day.. It makes me angry why does nobody see me like that.. All I ever wanted was to prove myself and I always get over shadowed by that bitch. She's younger yes I know how bad this sounds but I remember one day she told me my older brother liked her more and she beamed with pride and I wanted to bitch slap her but I didn't..I can't wait to one day be better than her.. This time I'II be the one overshadowing her. And like Naruto once said , "Believe it"

) im tired of my parents judgement on me my mom is super helicopter mom I don’t feel any privacy in this house anyways since I was little I was raised the traditional way everything about me had to be perfect and anytime I stood infornt of my mom talking to her just standing there she starts bringing up my flaws which caused me to get body dysmorphia at 8 crazy right? I wish it stopped there she didn’t find any flaws about me academically (I haven’t got below 100 in 4 years with my lowest grade being 99.97) she still threatens me about that stuff while on the other hand my dad is around but isn’t present he’s either In a another country or at my uncles house I lived in fear for several years my mom accuses me of having no mercy but when I was 7 I would hear her saying(oh if I didn’t commit sucide this week I wouldn’t be me) while she was overwhelmed I would count down the daystill the week ends and stay by her what hurt me most was afterI sat at the kitchen table knife inhand abt tokms