Why does my dad constantly judge me?

When, I was four and asked why he and my mom constantly fought he placed me in front of the mirror. And, he said "Look. This is what is wrong with our family.". I remember after that day I started sticking needles through my skin because I liked the felling it gave me. That lead up to something worst in my teen years. My blond hair changed to brown when I was seven and I quit cheerleading for ballet. He seemed to hate me more after that. He hates that I have ivory instead of olive skin. When, my grades began slipping in 7th he began calling me a worthless good for nothing girl that will get pregnant at sixteen. I`m fifteen and never kissed a boy. He punched me on some occasions. All the hateful comments made me feel so alone. I traded the emotional pain for self inflicted physical pain. Yesterday when I decided to put some of that hair dye that washes out after one wash in my bangs. He started yelling at me saying why couldn`t I be myself. That is me, but he doesn`t like that I`ve not the blond cheerleader dating a football player. That I rather read and write books. That I like to wear hoodies more then designer jackets. That I prefer high-tops over high heels. That my hair is reddish dark brown and not pale blond.