`The name is Lauren. I blog about anything that pertains to my interests. If you don't like what you see well then that's a damn shame cause' I wont change anything. Follow me, I'll follow back. Don't follow me? idgaf. I just do my own thing. I hate that wanna be shhit.
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I swear, I thought our relationship was good. You were always my number one and I was always your little girl. You’ve turned into someone I can’t recognize and lately you’re the reason of my crying at night. I’m really at my breaking point. Constantly being at blame, nothing I do is ever satisfactory, nothing I do is good enough for you. I work my ass off to make you proud and in the end I’m constantly compared to what I should be more like. My accomplishments are merely a joke. And the one thing I question is, do you even care what you’re causing? Is this some sort of reverse psychology lesson? Because I’ve had enough.
