I am honestly so fucking sick of you trying to control my life. You won’t let me see my new boyfriend because you like my ex better. Telling me you want me to leave so he can come hang out with you makes me feel like shit. && Guess what? It’s my life , not yours. I know you think you’re 15, But your an adult with four children. Stop acting like a child. I DON’T wanna hear stories about you partying ,because you think it makes you look cool. Stop fucking flirting with all my guy friends. Stop trying to live through me. Get a job. Grow the fuck up. && Be a mom.

Trying to fit into my clothes from last summer

dillthenonsense:

When I see cute posts about relationships

qualityfoiled:

At first I’m all like:

Then I’m all:

Then finally: