that confessions blog is harassment, and if you feel victimized by it, please report it. It is in violation of tumblr’s code of conduct and even though you may not have been targeted, a lot of people have and that kind of bullying is the kind of thing that can really hurt someone, or cause someone to hurt themselves.
You know I consider myself part of the mumblr community. Sure I’m not popular but I love all of my followers and have nothing negative to say about any of them. If I don’t agree with something I either overlook it or unfollow that person. Everyone is entitled to their own opinions and feelings. No person should pass judgment on another especially over the Internet, that’s just not fair.
I may keep to myself, and now I am glad I do. There is yet another “mumblr” site up and it’s just cruel. Stop it guys. Stop the drama, you are all better then this. You want to vent have at it, just remember to some people hearing that someone hates them, it can be detrimental. Please reconsider before you do it.
You are all beautiful ladies.
Don’t cover that beauty with an ugly gray face.
Sometimes I just can’t do this stupid shit anymore. I want to throw my hands up and say fuck everything.
I’ve been replaced with my abuser. She’s been moved in to my moms house, into MY old room, all of my things thrown from the house. My mom gets on the phone and doesn’t even talk to me anymore. She gave K the ringset that was handed down to me. K actually walked into my house and thrust out her hand in my face, showing it off.
I feel like I am 12 again begging for my mothers understanding, that which will never come. Everytime I see them together it’s such a hard harsh slap in the face, I just want to scream at my mom: “what is wrong with you?! She molested your youngest daughter under your own roof and pimped out her other daughter for drugs! She came in and out of our lives stealing and molesting me for years! How can you even look at her? This the woman you didn’t even say the name of because she is dead to you?”
I wish she understood the betrayal that I feel right now. She feels betrayed because I left. I left because there was a fucking child molester in the house. I did what ANY decent mother would do and removed my child from that situation . I shouldn’t have been put in the position to have to make that choice. When I asked my mom to help K I meant put her on a bus to Florida not move her in. How can she be so blind? I feel like she is overcompensating like when I first got sick with epilepsy, she babied me like no tomorrow. Well K has stage 3 hep. C. Thing is, she contracted that doing drugs. My mom didn’t do that, she’s not responsible for it and yet now they are best friends.
I’ve tried to talk to my mom about this but she just says I am jealous and petty.
I’ve tried my whole life to please her, and still she prefers the child molesting drug addict.
Tell me how that’s fair.
Kael counting weeble while I mess on the computer:
Kael: one..two…three! Weeee! -as they slide down the slide-
Beka: ….realizes 5 seconds later, good job bud!! One two three! That’s right!
Kael: -looks at me- two…nine..two.
I’d just like to point out that 50 Shades of Grey was Twilight fanfic and Twilight was inspired by Muse so when you think about it, it’s kinda because of Muse that 50 Shades was written in the first place oh
And Muse came from England which traces its roots back to the Anglo-Saxons and Romans, so really, in the end, Julius Caesar wrote 50 Shades of Grey.
someone should totally just stab caesar