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We stopped having sex over two weeks ago. He ignored me for a few days after his birthday, after we had another talk during which I cried. I kept the silence going on my own after that. I know I need to start letting him go. I need to get over him and
Oh Jesus I had a dream about my ex getting a girlfriend and now that day is here I didn’t even like him that much Why does this bother me Why are we still Facebook friends is a better question
today has been a bad day, emotionally. maybe i’m just tired because i woke up at 4 am. i took a nap, but that didn’t help. all i can think about are the things that bother me and the bad things in my head. like how most of the people i talk
My grandfather was very suddenly diagnosed with throat cancer in March after he had a sore throat for several days. He quit smoking about 25+ years ago, a few years before I was born, but he smoked for decades before that. We were all under the impression
so many new followers in the last few days! i hope y'all talk to me; i’m nice, and i like meeting new people. i would say i don’t bite, but i totally do.
he texted me about 20 times a day to tell me he was so excited to meet me and play with me and he couldn’t wait and calling me baby and honey all the time blah blah blah and like if i didn’t give him a long enough response he’d ask if
males always complimenting me on seeming “genuine” and “real” because it’s “so rare these days” nigga shut up
i need a volunteer to fuck me senseless literally senseless i want to fuck and pass out and sleep like the dead for a day
A will be here in 23 days and we’re staying in a hotel suite downtown and it’s gonna be so amazing I can’t wait ugh I’m so lucky really I have the most amazing guy in the world
I’m really struggling to not cry every day about my dog Today I did not succeed
you guys don’t know this about me but i am absolutely obsessed with iceland and icelandic landscape photography and have been for a few years now on my other blog i have a whole tag full of iceland photos i really want to go there one day 😔
i’m up for a good day 😞
pureplay: Morning coffee should be like this every single day…
less than two days ‘till I can make her moan again
Today has been a good day. :)
Seriously certain people make it reallyfuckinghard to even want to try and be completely sober for just one fucking day. No, you may not walk all over me. No, you may not walk in and out of my life as you please. No, you may not only talk to me when
What I have to have 3 times a day inbetween meals because I’m so skinny.
I love him. Hadn’t seen eachother in 3 days, and what do I do? Sleep for 4 hours ‘cause I’m sick. What does he do? Cuddle me and lul me back to sleep everytime I wake up. Meow.
I think I’m going to spend the day in my underwear listening to Deuce and waiting for the boyfriend to get off work. Laaaaaazzzyy. Someone should Snapchat with me :3
So, my boyfriend said something to me the other day that’s really stuck out in my mind. We were running errands, and he looks at our reflections and laughs saying “You look so much more punk rock than you are.” and I have to wonder..
I’ve been listening to Underoath and The Used all day THIS IS SO MUCH FUN I MISS THIS
Hi guys!! Sorry I’ve been completely MIA; the weekend was hectic and I’m super tired and still have a crazy week ahead of me. I’ll get to messages and anons before the day is over. Hope everyone enjoyed their weekend xo
Snuggled up to Daddy and watching Alice in Wonderland. (▰˘◡˘▰) Finally some down time after almost a solid 2 weeks of being busy and stressed everyday. It’s my birthday in 3 days, too. So that’s pretty neat. 2⃣0⃣🎁🎈
15 days till Texas
SO HAPPY TO BE BACK HOME FROM EL PASO HOLY FUCK. Sorry for being completely mia these past few days, will return to usual blogging mess shortly xoxo
Ive had a really bad day and almost fainted and cried alot who wants to buy me pizza
Tomorrow marks the 2 year anniversary of my Dads death and I have to go to stupid fucking therapy and then sit alone in my house all day. Shoot me.
It always seems like at the end of the day when I lay down to sleep my brain starts working its way through the cycles of anxiety and depression memories and fears And it always seems like these white pills in my hand never start working
I hate those days where I just feel so unwanted and so unappreciated, like if somthing would happen to me who would care And I know it’s wrong to think that cause it “isn’t true” but once I get put in that mindset it’s hard
So basically I just broke my diet and went to taco bell and then threw my guts up… Thought I was over this, guess it’s just one of those days 😔
As each day goes by and I see more and more things wrong with me… I hate myself
I’d like to take a hacksaw to the genitals of whoever drugged me the other day
I’ve just had this weird feeling since the other day. Like this weird icky feeling, where I just feel gross. Even though I can’t blame myself for anything. I just feel gross…
Possibly getting kicked out of college is just like the foundation for this awful fucking day
I will be sucessful one day and you can alllllll suck it
happy valentines day tumblr hope yourss is as chilln as mines :3
new year, same world, same shitty place, same people, same faces, new opportunity, same mistakes. its just a new day, why is it such a big deal.
Cant remember last time I removed my bra this early on a work day..
Just need this day to blow over.
I’m so done with this day.I just want a sheep farm and none of this stupid big town shit.
Your head in my lap while I ask about your day.
What if I woke up one day and weren’t suicidal. Weirdest thing.
Nice, coffee machine at work is broken. This’ll be a fun day 🙃
What if it were to be used one day
I’d do anything to have a girl resting on the sofa with e her head in my lap quietly telling about her day as my fingers play with her hair. A single candle lighting up the room. I’d need that but to much to ask isn’t it..
Sometimes I think life would be desirable if I actually believed the body I have were my body. Staying alive makes me hate existing more for every day that pass
I would really like to have a single day in which I don’t break down crying over not being a valid biological female. I just want to feel something else.
At least telling yourself go to work plugged makes one consider every day life thingys in different ways. Maybe best way of taking focus away from slowly destroying myself with anxiety and other useless feelings. I don’t even know why I like putting
This day really had failure written all over it in the calendar. At least I didn’t cry once at work and held myself together really nice until someone say down Infront of me on the train. Then it was unstoppable. I hate being like this. Hate being
Yes I know it is the purest form of stupidity to value myself on no other factor than the ability to conceive. It’s stupid and it is wrong. I should be able to accept. Let’s just go to bed and skip rest of this day.
Two hours left on this work day.. can’t wait to go home have whisky and just go to bed
Being hospitalised is okay I guess. Nowa days one can have a phone on the ward. So that’s an improvement from last time. Food is shit but what can be expected really? I just don’t understand why they want me living. It’s not like they
Sometimes it’s like I try make myself believe existence would have been easier if I could spend my days doing something I like. If I could have any of this jobs I would have enjoyed. If I would have had hobbies or interests in things that I could
Funny how people describe their quarantine blues and my only reaction is; sounds like you’re having an amazing day from my point of view. Sometimes I really feel just how fucked up I am.
Just one of those days when I wish I sometime become good enough to make enough money to experience at least some kind of self-fulfilment.
Almost a bit funny how I spent all day prepping for a job on Sunday and only now hears Im not needed. Funny how life can be. People are nice.
Maybe one day I’ll understand how to believe that a male body is better than death. Maybe.
I would do anything to wake up one day without depression or anxiety and those nice suicidal tendencies and dark daydreams. I really being myself.
What if I could one day be functional enough to learn look in a mirror long enough to learn how to do makeup without. Or just being able to look in a mirror without the tears.. shaking and the panic attack that always follow.
