What’s causing this but I love it. Things are moving forward. And I can’t wait. To the snobs in my family: FUCK YOU. You know what? I really just don’t care anymore. At all. I’ll wear my hair the way I want to, I’ll color it however I want, and I won’t let your rude remarks get to me. I’ll wear what I want, and it won’t hurt me when you’re clearly lying when you tell me you love my outfit. I’ll continue to party. I’ll continue to get tattoos. I’ll continue to get piercings. I’ll continue to BE MYSELF. Not everyone is destined to be little miss career woman with a behind a desk job making lots of money. I really don’t give a fuck what raise you just got. I’m not here to impress anyone, I’m just here to live my life. To be happy. That’s all I really want. For years I’ve longed for your approval. I’ve wanted you to be a real family to me. I’ve wanted you to really act like you cared…. But now I’m 19 years old. We’ve lived in the same town now for 17 years and never once have you invited me over except for holiday dinners. Now I know better… things are never going to change. I’m never going to meet your expectations, I’m never going to please you. But now I really really don’t give a fuck. If you want to love me, you’ll just have to love me for who I am. Accept me. Everyone else has gotten over the fact that I’m not a small town rich girl who goes on to a nice university, gets a fucking lame ass degree, has an “amazing” job, and dates until I’m 30.Why can’t you?