That Girl in TEXAS*

My mom sure knows how to make me feel like shyt.

Yeaa telling me I’m the only fat one makes me feel sooooo much better
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Is it wrong?

Today I realized that every boy ive dated has had serious family issues or some type of issues. The way my parents raised me, I was automatically to help an give a hand. But now Im realizing, being a support system is hard. I dont know if its just because of my pepaw’s passing that I feel so drained, but I feel like I have nothing left to give. Its hard to be happy sometimes and I feel like just telling the world to buzz off and not talking to anyone for a few days. Thats where I need a support system. Is it too much to ask for a boy that has it all together? Someone I can depend on? I want to be taken care of, not stuck babysitting.

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feedback please?

Dear birthday brother,

I was three years old when God told me to tell mom “My brother Jacob is coming.” Mom thought it was crazytalk, but nine months later; there you were. I want to apologize for treating you like my lifesize baby doll, dressing you up in ridiculous outfits,getting you stuck in my playschool high chair, even that time I fed you so many carrots you turned orange! I apologize for the endless noogies, our constant arguing, and hogging the tv. I wont apologize however….for loving you so. We have a bond not many understand, and that is perfectly ok cause they dont have to. Youre getting older now, and to be quite honest its scaring me. I no longer have to protect you, in fact the tables have turned. Now you hold me when I cry, and threaten to beat any boys butt that breaks my heart; (even though we all know youre too mmuch of a gentle giant) Youve grown into such an amazing young man, a just like pepaw<3 An Im so proud to call you my little big brother. Happy birthday Jake the snake, Krackrine loves you<3