He really shouldn't be fat shaming you. Especially since you're not even that heavy.
People need to SUPPORT their children emotionally. Like, please.
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He really shouldn't be fat shaming you. Especially since you're not even that heavy.
People need to SUPPORT their children emotionally. Like, please.
I want to fight your dad. I'll be in Sacramento tomorrow so I can fight your dad.
I keep relapsing and I hate it! I can't make it through each day without worrying if I'm going to break later. Also I can't get help because what it is will just get me ridiculed by the family, as if I don't already get it enough (for those wondering, think how a single person reduces libido) It honestly hurts me physically and mentally but it the only way to get any release at times. I feel like i can't get by without it somestimes
Hehehe, I wish you could! I wish I would have known you'd be in Sac so we could meet up or something. I'm mostly in Rancho Cordova/Folsom areas but I have to work until 3:30 tomorrow[emoji22]Quote:
Originally Posted by Mermaid Mystery
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I'm doing hockey stuff all day tomorrow anyway, but it would've been nice to meet up!
we'll do a meetup in Sac so we can swim, eat yummy food and fight Kelly's dad and whomever is on your page telling you that he says it because he loves you
Yep! Totally down for that, except fighting... I don't do fights.Quote:
Originally Posted by PhaylennMurúch
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I mean, we can fight for you.
Only reason I'm not a black belt in karate is because I got terrified of the responsibility and quit at red. I was ten, at the time, but I've kept myself in fighting trim.
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mkay! just don't fight my Auntie, I actually like her, y'all can go beat up my dad though, he's full of shit.Quote:
Originally Posted by Sabrina the Selkie
Lololol
Ok so I'm starving I barely ate this morning. I went to Joanns fabric to get some fabric and was stuck in there for 45 minuets waiting to get my fabric cut then spent another 45 minuets in line to pay. So mom and I went to that hotdog place and got hotdogs for myself, her, and dad. I got two chill bacon dogs. I got home and they forgot to put ranch on them so I put ranch on one but it came out of the bottle too fast and so I just took a knife and spread it onto the other hotdog. My dad is freaking out on me for eating two chill bacon ranch dogs when he wolfs down two hotdogs with everything on them. WTF! When was the last time I let myself eat a yummy hotdog? Like almost a year ago! Here he is calling me 50+ pounds over weight and telling me that I'm unhealthy and fat.
So who wants to beat him up? I'll happily give you my address[emoji35]
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on my way to fight ur dad
Come to NH, went to Joanne today, 5 min to get trim, 2 min to get cut, one minute to buy. No hot dog vendors though.Quote:
Originally Posted by KellyMermaid
*hug*
Also. I think I'm developing a dust allergy. I shelve books at a library, and lately I've been getting headachy about two hours into my shift.
I mean part of that is dealing with Dewey. But the headache seems to originate in my sinuses.
Go easy on your Dad. He loves you, and is just pulling your chain.
it's past that point. from past stories some of the shit he says is borderline abusiveQuote:
Originally Posted by suzanne86
Sabrina — I did that library gig before, too. When I blew my nose, all the dust was mixed in with my snot — gross. But I never had headaches, though. Those came from my boss, who was always on my case. Hang in there.
Kelly, your dad sounds like an ass.
nothing about fat shaming is funny, nothing about food shaming is funny, nothing about verbal abuse is funnyQuote:
Originally Posted by suzanne86
it seems that his love has a fair few chains attached, and all around Kelly's neck
Preach it, Phaylenn!
Ouch. Yeah. I could just feel that the build started in my nose, you know?Quote:
Originally Posted by suzanne86