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So, this is what happened.
I ran away from home to be with my 21 year-old boyfriend. I was there for a month. Yes, we had sex and tried for a baby and we got engaged.
Last Friday, the police knocked on our door and ripped me out of my love’s arms and took me away.
Now, I’m bound by law to see him and my parents wont support me in trying to keep my love out of jail and/or charges being pressed.
I have not slept nor ate since the night before they ripped me out of his arms.
I have no friends to be by my side or a shoulder to cry on. I don’t have my love to be by my side.
I don’t know when I’ll see him again. But I will wait and stay loyal until I can be in his arms again.
I just feel so alone, I can’t function. I need to be with my love. All I can do is cry.
If anyone has any information for me to help him not be sent to jail, please help.
I know it seems wrong, but we don’t care about age differences and love doesn’t either. Love will hit two people regardless of anything.
And if you have no sympathy, I want you to think about if you have ever been ripped out of the arms of the person you love and you weren’t allowed to see them. You would understand how I feel.
I see posts on here about “Support Love”. Well why wont anyone support mine? Everyone else in the world gets to be with their significant other and the person they love, but me. I hate this.
I just need a friend. That’s all I’m asking. I’m about to go off the deep end and I need some positivity in my life.
I’ve always been there for my friends, and now when I need them the most, they wont be there for me.
I’m desperate, you guys. I’m heartbroken and alone.
(Source: loveincolororg)
I’m sure no one will read this, but it’s there for anyone who wants someone to care.
I get so upset when I see girls so concerned about how fat they are. And it makes me feel like even more shit when it’s a drop dead gorgeous girl. Not to sound mean, but shut the hell up. I would love to magically make you skinnier. But to be quite honest, I would kill for your body. It makes me sick seeing how you starve yourself and stuff like that. Worst case scenario, you could starve yourself and look like me. I starve myself and purge because I can’t exercise and yet I stay the same size. Please stop wanting to be able to see your intestines from the outside. You think no one cares, but I do. I care a lot. I have sat in the bathroom thinking of different ways to kill myself because I hate my body. I have gone miles to lose just 10 lbs. I’ve gone far enough to hospitalizing myself just to lose a few extra pounds. I cry almost every night after looking at my body in the shower. So if I can’t be skinny, I want to be able to still love my body. I weigh 168 lbs. I cannot exercise because I have a lung disease that could kill me if I get my heart rate high enough. I could never be a model. I was never a popular girl. And I never will be. I almost want to cry just writing this blog alone. You all are beautiful. You need to stop looking in the mirror and finding the things you don’t like and start finding the things you love. If everyone was meant to be skinny, we would live in a world where people were fighting to be fat. Love your body. No matter what. You get one life. Enjoy it. Stop worrying about your appearance towards others and care more about doing what makes you happy. Eat what you want. I love food and hate exercise. I would rather die full than sore from working out. Please ladies(and guys who care), love your body before you do so much harm to it that you lose it.
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