Quitcherbitchin'

niallw-h-o-r-e-an:

Dad: You okay, sweetie?

Me: (Nods) Mhmm…

What I want to say:

FUCK NO DAD I’M NOT OKAY. HE FUCKING LED ME ON AND TOLD ME ALLLLL THE RIGHT THINGS. HE EVEN MADE ME FEEL BEAUTIFUL. THEN HE JUST LEFT. WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WHEN OTHER BOYS TEXT ME? I DON’T EVEN WANT TO TALK TO ANYONE ELSE NOW….