i fucking hate being short so fucking much i hate not being able to do any sports professionally bc i'm too short and u need to be tall to do those i

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i f****** hate being short so f****** much

i hate not being able to do any sports professionally bc i’m too short and u need to be tall to do those

i wanted to be a model but i cant because i’m too f****** short

i have to worry that the men that are interested in me only want me bc i’m as tall as a 10yr old girl i f****** hate this so much

not to mention im always seen as a pick me whenever i try to explain how i hate my height IM BEING F****** SERIOUS 😭😭😭 it’s always abt tall girl struggles istg nobody cares if u don’t fit ur pants we don’t fit ours either they drag wherever i go

oh you can’t find a man? well atleast when you find one he’ll actually be into you and not just want you because you look like a f****** child

not to mention my height f****** compresses me so i look like that air guy from the lorax movie

god i’d do anything to atleast be 5’5

New Confession

Beyond the Drug addicts and stuff of Oshawa it seems some of the true pieces of s*** are some of the police and security guards for some reason around there.

Oddly enough they seem to have more beliefs and actions + ideals that you’d probably expect to find from cartel members and s*** like that and the crimes they commit are probably more than any criminal ever arrested in the world. (especially if you combine totals)

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