it's like there's a war going on.
“I’ll mend myself before it gets me; I’ve fallen down, but I’ll rise above this..”
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best safety lies in fear– emilie autumn
stars, bright spots, wouldn’t be nearly as beautiful if it wasn’t for the darkness in between them; if it wasn’t for the dark of the night, the stars wouldn’t shine as brightly or twinkle as much.. but you have to look at the stars, even though there is less of them and more of night..
let's hope i don't drive off the road from...
i'm going freaking insane
seriously, i was driving home from somewhere and i made my left hand, right hand, left foot, and right foot get into conversations with each other & with myself. and once i started making them talk to each other, i couldn’t stop… O.o maybe i need to be checked into a happy house.
somebody mixed my medicine, i don’t know what i’m on..– the pretty reckless
do you ever have moments where you want to throw...
because i do.
financial aid is one of the most annoying things...
and my father has got to be, no offense to him, one of the most annoying people to have around whilst trying to deal with it. i seriously *don’t have a clue* what’s going on with that. my older brother is helping me figure out what i need to have, and what needs to be signed.. but the things i need to have are *my dad’s information*, and the information i need to check boxes for...
I can’t do anything right.
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That awkward moment when it's 1 A.M. and you're...
xashley-rose: Yep. And everyone else is asleep. story of my life xD
i hope i’m not infuriating him, i hope i’m not disgusting him, i hope i don’t come across as repulsive, i hope he’s not angry at me.. maybe inception soundtrack isn’t good for this moment.. meep.. VULNERABILITY SUCKS D: i’m going to die. i hope this goes well. YAY. what is he thinking while he’s reading all that?! what is he going to do next? o_o ...
dear piercings: I am too tired to clean you off tonight, please do me a favor and don’t get infected. kthanxbai.
i miss you.
i miss how we used to be best friends and now we don’t see each other anymore. i miss how we used to be able to talk on the phone for hours, and now i’m lucky if i get a text. i miss how i used to know everything that was going on in your life, and now i only see the stuff that’s in your status updates, and everyone knows that the stuff in facebook only reveals 10% of...
That awkward moment when adults tell your parents...
xjust-a-dream: What boys are coming after me lol. this is so accurate HAHAHAHA that’s like all the times that the residents at the place i work are like, ‘what? no boyfriend? with how pretty you are, you should have at least four or five boyfriends!’ me: uh, actually.. just one would do very well, thanks?
I remember when we used to laugh, and now I wish those nights would last..– skillet in other news, i just went into my facebook photo collection and found more things that needed to be deleted a long time ago.. </3
UH oh :3
i think i might now qualify as ‘absolutely hopeless’… well, maybe.. no.. maybe not quite absolutely hopeless, but definitely heading in that direction.. like, the way i keep blushing and the way i keep feeling.. friends, this is a bad sign. better hide your children..
The day I realized that the cultural ideal of femininity was, quite literally,...– Wealthy, Handsome, Strong, Packing Endless Hard-Ons: The Impossible Ideals Men Are Expected to Meet | Gender | AlterNet (via y00h00) *nods* (via spastasmagoria) - this is the best.
if my stories could actually help someone, it...
seriously. all the crap i went through and put up with.. if it can help someone else be strong.. then it’s all worth it in the end.
is this a petty thought?
maybe it is. i have never, not even once, received any flowers from any guy. not even from my brothers or from my father. i would like that to happen, sometime. just once. i’d love to get flowers from a guy.
tired. thinking. yeah.
i need to make a huge journal entry.. in my actual journal [you know, those book-resembling thingys that you write in with an actual pen and ink? yeah, people still use those]. a lot has happened to me over the course of this past week and i want to write it all down, because it’s brewing around in my head and making me anxious. but it’ll be a lot of writing, probably enough to make me...
i learned all my dating advice from one of the...
she’s an epic old woman. here’s what she taught me. a date is a hell of a lot more exciting than staying at home after work find a man who looks good, and is good, and then treat him right, and he’ll be your best friend there’s nothing wrong with a little flirting; there’s no sin in the Bible against flirting, so feel free to do a little of it put your best face...
i think too much. it’s a curse. time to start knitting.. maybe that’ll take my mind off of things.