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My boyfriend is wanting more than I can handle.
He thinks that I am wanting to marry him and I really do not want to.
I feel uncomfortable about this relationship.
I have got threats if I broke up with him.
They threaten to kick my *** And beat the crap out of me.
What do I do?
I don't feel comfortable with him in my space.
He constantly keeps grabbing my **** and slapping my **** and touching me everywhere and I don't like it.
I tell him to stop and then he does it again.
I can't handle it. what do I do?
Akira Aug 2015
I'm not a perfect girl, my hair doesn't always stay in place
I have scars on my body and bumps on my face
I eat all the wrong foods and don't always make my bed
And the things people say may sometiems go to my head

I laugh a bit too loud and talk a bit too much
I'm constantly making mistakes but hell, life is rough
I have a lot of probelms, that I don't know how to solve
And my friends always find a way to get themselves involved

I yell and I scream and I shout when I'm mad
I cry myself to sleep all the nights that I'm sad
I make stupid jokes only me and my friends get
And spend my spare time trying to forget

All the mean things that people say and do
Having a conversation in my head, wondering if it's true

They stand in line awaiting  my  fall
But confidently  I  arise with my flaws and all
Your imperfections aren't detrimental, don't let yourself think that they are or anyone else for that matter ...
I am not a perfect angel.
My hair has a mind of it's own no matter what I do to fix it,
my teeth are not perfectly straight,
I don't have a body like the Victoria Secret models you see in magazines,
I tend to shake when speaking in front of a crowd but put me in front of 50,000 people and tell me to sing and I can do that without any probelms or fear.
I don't like being alone,
I don't like sleeping bt myself,
I smoke cigarettes as a way to stay strong when I'm stressed out,
I don't sleep when I should I find reasons to stay awake,
I take 2 hour showers and sometimes all I do is sit there and cry that way no one can hear me,
I feel safe when I wear something that belongs to a friend,
when I walk that's when I dream about my future,
food is never a priority for me I go days without eating and not even notice,
When I do sleep I fall asleep to a different movie every night to keep me from thinking too much,
my feelings get hurt easy.
music is my drug,
I don't tell anyone my birthday because I don't like it when people make a big deal about the day I was born,
I purposely wake up to sit outside early in the morning just to watch the sun rise,
I collect anything that involves the bands Mayday Parade and One Direction,
I'm always worrying about ******* somebody off,
depression is my struggle,
I got scars that aren't pretty,
I have mood swings you wouldn't believe,
I believe in the impossible,
if i had to give up my heart just so someone could live I would do it without hesitation,
I take love very seriously,
I curse a lot,
I get annoyed when people don't do what I ask them to do,
I don't like being controlled,
and writing is my way of coping with anything good or bad.
I have a hard time letting things go and I sometimes let people walk all over me because I love them too much.
I'm not perfect.
I don't try to be.
I just want to be me.
I want to be loved and accepted for me.
WRITTEN BY: Mandie Michelle Sanders
WRITTEN ON: May. 9, 2012 Wednesday 3:30 A.M.

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