Big legged women aint got no soul.

I had another visit with my boo and I got back about a week ago and I’m not happy. My family situation isn’t great and I don’t wanna go back home. I think I’ll be going to WI for the summer to be with my mom. I don’t wanna be in my house. My sister boyfriend lives with us and I HATE it. She didn’t ask me if it was cool. She didn’t take me into consideration. I dread it. I don’t accept invites back to my own house because it feels gross to be there. I hate this feeling. My mom did this shit to me when I was in high school and I hated her for it. Now I’m starting to resent my sister. I feel like I have no family anymore. But I’m thankful every day for the amazing little family of friends I have made. They keep me sane and alive and happy. And of course for Billy. For helping me a better me and being there for me. I’m fucking sad doe.

I just want to feel touch again. I know it’s only been 52 days since I’ve been with Billy but sometimes I die for his touch. I just wanna feel him running his hands through my hair or rubbing my back while I fall asleep.