my dad hates me, i swear on god. No matter what i fucking do he just says its not enough and ill never be good enough. He yells at me all the time even when sometimes i did nothing wrong.
He doesn't even let me go to my close friends house because he thinks they'll poison me.
I get skinny shamed if that even a thing, my friends would roll up my sleeves and hold up my wrist because its so skinny, a literal stick. they hold it up, shake it around and laugh, all i ever did was laugh along because i didn't know what to do.
I love kazuscara, it's literally my comfort ship <3
ill post part two to home i love home soon, hopefully, im working on it rn.
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Kazuscara - oneshots
RomanceJust oneshots about 2 gay people, angst, fluff, and smut. Probably mostly angst :D "Do you hate it?" "No, it feels good to love,"
