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In 8th grade we had a dance and they said not to take any of the decoration. I not only had this tied around my neck that whole night, but I took it home too. BD
I swear I don’t even like Evangelion that much why does it keep being appropriateAfter dwelling on it a little, I think I’m actually… okay with Root’s death? Appalling, I know, especially since I do still think that the writing for last night’s
i am still unsure why i thought it would be a good idea to enable anon asks…idc really at all I’m not actually expecting a single thing in my inbox. and NO I AM NOT FISHING I’m just putting it out there for anyone who particularly
And yes. Yes, I know it’s completely normal and expected for a person to see multiple people. It was a couple movies nothing more. And I am not in love with the idea of seeing someone from work anyway. But I had a moment of feeling special and now
I’m not much for the holidays, but my parents do participate in giving out candy for the neighborhood kids. My dad carved a pumpkin this morning. It’s not something I’d go to the trouble of doing, and my dad didn’t love it, but
Ftr I am ALWAYS ready to fight the fight against That Word no matter the context. If you are not Black I am not going to be nice about it it’s a reflex. You know that word is inappropriate that’s why you whispered it and giggled so saying
When your belief in yourself that you’ve become a better person and succeeded over this innate folly of yours is determined to be a lie by the fact you’ve known for months you need to change how and why and still DON’T DO IT it makes
I’m sorry I just… ahhhh? I’ve spent this entire semester barely able to get out of bed. It’s gotten so bad that I really forgot how much I like learning and how I’m not bad at it. This semester is not going to be the
I’m trying to figure out how to look back on roughly half of my life and not be bitter about it. It’s not really easy. But with each passing day and no contact, I have to accept the fact that this is over with. We’re done. I’m
suddenly freaked out by that full-body shot of me because wow I have weirdly long features for a five foot tall person also fuck I hate my chest why is it so big ughhhhhhh but I’m not going to take it down, because Graham looks super cute and we
I have to try and get nycc passes at noon uuuuuuugh. The thing is I might get passes from a friend that is working a booth there, but it’s not confirmed and I might qualify for a professional pass, but I can’t apply for it until I actually
a priest I was very close with has died. I’m not religious. I was raised catholic and a lot of the ideology was used in a way that really hurt me as a young queer and trans person. but even though I stopped believing in god when I was around
I hecked up my order at Starbucks and now I’m drinking a for real coffee drink and I’m trying to not be a big baby about it, but I am not a coffee drinker so I’m trying to play it cool while I write Caesar/Joseph fic at this place.
I hate being like “tell me I’m pretty/handsome/whatever the fuck I don’t have words that really work because GENDER” but it’d be nice to hear it right now
hey so I finished up school yesterday. I’m not feeling great and I’m not really to talk about it, or myself. so please don’t be offended if I don’t really reply to stuff, unless it’s like. fandom. which seems to be the only thing I can really
the-real-seebs: hussarviking: NEVER trust an adult who won’t apologize to a child Wow. I’d never seen it put that way, but. Wow. That is a really good piece of advice.
shockingly honest of me to post this but I hate not being stealth online and also hate not being able to post trans related things so I’m stuck in a cycle of “I can’t post that, I don’t want them to know I’m trans”
my internet provider: oh yeah our internet is 100Mbps!! we’re so fast we put it on our billboardsmy wifi: full signalmy router: personally recommended by my ISPmy tumblr: will not load images because my internet is not strong enough
It occurs to me that since my computer is close to the window and I’ve been keeping it open since its hot and I can hear my neighbors pretty easily from here so it follows that they could hear at least some of what I listen to on my computerSo I
so i have a dick nowit’s a really attractive shade of purple and it’s REALLY SOFTand i can’t decide whether to… post pics of it… or not… i’m kind of a shy person sORRY
so today i found out some people voted for me as best dressed for the yearbook or w/e and i know i’m not gonna win since not many people know who i am but omg i felt so flattered when people said they voted for me it was great.
if it turns out there’s actually a spider in my room and i’m not just seeing shit, please be worried for me. i might not make it out alive.
if u haven’t read at least one amnesia fic whenever u have a new otp where person a forgets about person b than ur not doing it right
Depression is back with bells on. Does that make sense? I don’t even know where that idiom comes from, but I think that might not be the right way to use it. And I’m not bothering to look it up, which says a disturbing amount about where
Today was just one of those days that went absolutely fine, but my meds are doing nothing at all. Thankfully I’m not in no-emotion zone, but it’s really not that different from what my brain is spitting out at me right now. Hrgh. It really
Can’t sleep, brain is eating me … I wish I could always believe all the things I tell myself and others but I’m not strong enough, I guess. I’m honestly not sure how much longer I can endure all of this - the pain, and not just the physical
Once more, I’m still alive. I’m doing a bit better and we have a tentative possible diagnosis for Rachael. We find out later today if it’s probable or not. Pseudotumor cerebri - where the brain behaves as if there is a tumor when there’s not. We
Done chasing you. Done wanting you to be something you’re not. Just done trying. The rollercoaster of emotions you had me on kinda ruined me. And at the end of the day it’s not YOU that I want, it’s the idea of you. It’s what
I feel like there has been a literal bloodbath between sex workers on Tumblr lately. Holy crap there’s been so much drama. I’m just over here chillin with an umbrella trying not to get blood on my lingerie :3
So Nick gets block leave in the middle of July. So if everything goes according to plan, we will be taking a road trip to Kentucky then. It’s not for sure so I’m not going to tell my grandparents just yet, but I’m quite anxious about
My daughter turned 2 and I can’t believe it. This wonderful little person who upended and touched every corner of my life in the best way is 2. It feels like I just had her, and it’s like,“ wait slow down I’m not ready for you
raisethedjed: what’s wrong with informing people about the evils people have done? i’d personally want to know whether or not someone i respect or look up to has done something shitty so i can be reminded of how easy it is to fuck up i think it’s
it appears i am having a weird and embarrassing crush on a famous person :| this hasn’t happened in years i dunno what to do about it, i thought i’d become too jaded and dead inside for this :|
smokinqq: having depression is not going to make people feel bad for you self harming is not going to make boys want to kiss your scars mental disorders are fucking serious not quirks for you to add to your personality description
Definitely worried about not being as important as his new friends this summer, especially since hes already a shitty texter. Let’s get ready for a lonely summer.
So apparently I’ve worked my ass off to graduate college in 3 years for my family to not remember what degrees/majors I graduated with, what firm im working at, or what ranking I am (not too big of a deal but come on just dont say it at all if you
Gotta stop getting myself so angry and worked up over you. You’re not worth it. You’re not worth my time or my thoughts, I don’t want you to be important to me anymore. Just stop. Stop being in my thoughts, please. It’s always
Sorry you guys are now having to deal with this, but do you know how hard it is to drink and not be able to text the person you love how much you miss them and love them and wanna make out with them? It’s so hard.
I don’t think it’s very hard to understandI’m not a womanI’m not really a she or herI’m a theyI’m a personAnd I don’t need to be told what to do.Sure, I LIKE to be told what to do on the right occasion but I’m still my own person and I
personal shit under the cutdepression: you’re literally holding one of the most dangerous and iconic blades for self harm you’ve ever held and you should cut yourself right. now. do it now. fucking. now.hypochondriac me: okay but what if it’s dirty
i-will-call-you-sir: Degrading? Not hardly. I don’t like being degraded and would not find it a turn on in the least. This, however, turns me on. Why? It continues to exemplify and solidify who is in charge. Who is the possessor and who
I’m so done with people. There is no logic in the things they do. It’s like open your eyes you’re being played and it’s not by the person you’re shiting on. People are assholes.
goals for 2015: be less passive aggressive and say no when i get even the slightest urge to say it. speak my mind more. not let my anxiety and timidity stop me from meeting new people and making new friends. i’m not a terrible person and need to let
I made a porn, ecchi, bondage blog. If you want to follow it’s ecchi-koneko. I can’t follow back because it’s not my personal so yeah sorry. :c
Just because I am depressed and weak does not make me an easy target to fuck. Do not assume I want your help, and most definitely do not assume you will be able to help me. It sickens me that various guys only message me after I make sad posts telling
very bored with it all, life seems very shallow. I want a good book to read or an inspiring movie to watch, I want to travel and think and write poetry and read literature. I want to paint even though I’m not very good at it. I want more.
*Whispers* I’m not a Sherlock person. I watched the first episode, and like, I didn’t hate it, but I’m not a fan.
i always try to act like i’m not a cuddler, but it’s not true. i am. i just don’t like to admit it because i don’t want people to think i want to do those things with them and then have them think things about me or what i want.
race play is disgusting to me. and i truly, truly despise any white man who engages in it. 100%. the fact that you can make racism a game and try to say it’s not real and just for fun is ABOMINABLE. yeah right it’s not real. i don’t
It’s not surprising. The lack of an indictment is no shock. I knew it would happen because why would a jury ever rule in favor of a Black person when a White person is involved? Why would our lives matter? But the more I see and read and think, even
stop pushing your dominance on me we’re not in that place we are not pursuing each other what you want doesn’t supersede my wants so when i say no that’s it because you are not my dom and your wants are not mine idc if you’re disappointed that
I’m not a bad person for trying to make my life a little less miserable, and if that’s how it has to be done then so be it
So what’s it like to not spend everyday thinking how good it would be just stop existing and have a try being blessed with a life as a Cis person? Like genuinely because this life just isn’t worth the waste of oxygen :)
I really just wish I did something with someone good spirited this weekend if only for an hour. Planned or not I don’t care. It would do me good. It really would. Guess I’ll just stay home do nothing and try not trigg my dysphoria.
I’m not asexuall. Definitely not. But telling myself that I am is a somewhat good coping mechanism. It still hurts me not being able to. But sometimes it’s all that matters to distract myself from the actual issues with what I am. And that
The only way to feel the slightest bit of positive in life is by not having dreams, ambitions or standards. But it is ok I guess it’s just how life works.Best part is I’m not even being hard on myself.
Idk. 7 months later at least I know it’s not a good idea to order stuff from US. But its okay i guss don’t know why I thought it could be a good idea.Ok i do know since its not sold over here and but wtf. Just want fun. At least i got my
Yo I just got like literally fifteen different messages asking about what I do for contraception, and honestly I am not going to answer any of them because it really is not anything anyone else needs to know. It is my business. It is my body.
So many cis gendered straight males seem to have such a fragile idea of sexual attraction–you think I’m attractive until you find out I don’t shave. Then it’s, “Oh, you’d be hot if you shaved,” or “I’d fuck you if you shaved.” Yeah?
You know, the worst part of a relationship ending isn’t even what actually happened. It’s the hope that kills you. It’s not what you said, it’s not what you did, what you do. What hurts me more than anything is that I will still
