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I kind of, uh, made a public wishlist. Ya know, if you wanna help me with things I need want (also kind of need, like the luggage and the face junk and the new vibrator).
Do any of you other writer type peeps try to set goals for when you want to have things finished?
“Don’t act like a little girl who needs a diaper on, you act like a man. Don’t be a sissy.” - An actual thing my family says to a five year old boy.And they all think that shit is okay.
professional-loiterer: stermateriaal: PA real talk. the hoagies suck. and there aren’t any perogies T-T D: How do people now have perogies??? No Lebanon bologna either. I hear funnel cake and whoopie pies are also a largely Pennsylvania thing.
taliabobalia: question: is a prostitute (theoretically just ‘A Woman Who Sells Her Body’) more aggressively oppressed by the patriarchy, having been pushed down so far that her only option is to give the only thing that is truly hers to men who use
I hate that I’ve been using future auditions as a reason not to cut my hair. I keep thinking “what would make me stand out more?”I mean, short hair is kind of the thing at the moment. I guess my stupidly long hair gets me noticed, but
taliabobalia: this is more exciting than a lot of things His fitness center is in LA. You should totally go to a class with me when I move!!
It’s apparently gonna be close to 70 for the rest of the week and into next week! Maybe the ground can finally start to warm up so I can start garden things. Also, maybe the compost will thaw out… it’s kind of still partly frozen.
My biomom invited me to dinner today. Big surprise, she wasn’t even fucking there. Just me and two of my sisters and their kids.Some things will never change and I need to give up the childish idea that maybe they will. I stupidly get my hopes up
I really wanna go thrifting, but I don’t have anybody to go with except my mom and she’s the worst to go with. She rushes you and that’s totally not cool when thrifting. You have to thoroughly scour each rack! These things take time!
I had a huge thing for this girl a few years ago and I thought that was done. I haven’t even seen her in a few years at this point, but apparently I still feel stupid giddy if she says something to me. It wasn’t even a significant something.
People who live “poor” by choice do not get to say they understand poverty. People who choose to squat and steal and then talk about being wealth distribution and poverty like they actually know something, get the fuck out. You ain’t
I’m sorry for neglecting you so much, dear Tumblr. I don’t have internet access unless I’m at the Wellness Center, and the internet I have there is so bad that it takes minutes for things to load. ):
Because I need to remember the small things that feel okay.- Thunder storms on a warm summer day.- Waking up at four in the morning to the first snow fall of the season, when everything is dead quiet except for the whisper of snow falling. All the trees
My plane ticket back to Pennsylvania has been bought. This is one of the most depressing things I’ve ever had to do.
I have some vintage clothes I’m going to be listing on Etsy soon, but I also have some other, non vintage things I want to sell to raise money for a car. I don’t really want to deal with Ebay, so I may just post them here and link to paypal. Thoughts?
Cute girl has not yet responded even though she saw the thing. Time to crawl under the bed and never emerge again.
Do I apologize for potentially making her uncomfortable with my message? Do I just leave her alone? She’s still liking things on Facebook. I’m so confused.
SHE RESPONDED!!! I haven’t even read the message yet, but this is possibly the most exciting thing that’s ever happened ever.
I just want to be at a point in my life where I can have a dog and also maybe not be homeless but mostly the dog thing.
Getting screamed at for being sad.Getting screamed at for getting upset over screaming.Being made to feel like I’m a disappointment.Being made to feel like I don’t have the right to be sad.These are a few of my favorite things.
I pictured building a life with you.I imagined a home in the woods, a dog.I imagined traveling with you, exploring new places and cross country road trips.I imagined wanting a family and feeling content.I’d never felt these things before. Accepting
It’s amazing how a few simple, little things can give you the renewed strength to keep fighting through the shitty parts of life.
Over the past few years I’ve really lost my drive to create in my struggle to make big changes and find myself, and that is something that I’m trying to work to get back to. I used to write constantly, craft things, practice special effects
I’m getting that intense longing again for those fall feelings. Neko and I were talking about it yesterday, and the fall vibes really aren’t a thing of the west coast. West coast people really never experienced the fall and Halloween culture that
All good things are wild and gay.
Some Things I Love
I find no enjoyment in anything anymore. All the music I used to love just annoys me or makes me cry. YouTube channels and tv shows annoy me and I can barely get through five minutes of something. I can’t eat anything and things I used to like are
i am gonna find out if this guy will let me take pictures if we go out/hook up again. that’s a third date thing, right?
I need to slow down on the having sex thing Jesus Christ I know I really shouldn’t be embarrassed because there’s no reason for it and that’s just the patriarchy talking, but I am Ugh
So I had a breakdown this morning because I’ve been frustrated and things have been shitty lately and work is exhausting and then my mom was telling me I couldn’t drive to work because one of the tires needed air and I was gonna be late so
sometimes i wonder what people think when they look at me. do they think about things that aren’t physical? like my religion? what language i speak? if i’m the oldest or youngest child? if i’ve ever been hospitalized? if i was born here?
“All the Small Things” on the radio. I was in fifth grade when this song came out. And we all thought it was the best song in the universe and screamed it. One particular time was at Astro Camp, our one big yearly field trip, and the lights
I really do like guys with pubic hair and I think it looks kind of odd and sterile and like LOOK AT THIS WEIRD THING PROTRUDING FROM MY BODY OUT OF NOWHERE when guys shave all of their pubic hair off Like the pubic hair is like a soft meadow or something
“hot girls go to your school and there are wild parties” literally exactly none of those things apply to me, so i do not care
just as a psa to my new followers: i do talk about my opinions here, and i do talk about the things that directly affect me (racism, sexism, ableism, classism, biphobia, etc) because my sex life and my sexuality and my hobbies and my interests don’t
I’m tired and my head hurts and I have to do homework so please refrain from saying stupid things to me
so i have to shop plus size in tops and dresses because of my boobs right right but the FUNNY OH SO FUNNY NOT AT ALL FUNNY THING IS is that MOST plus size tops are not made for big boobs just bellies and hips so like hey i buy this top in a certain size
So the Dom I was talking to all those months ago, but with whom things ended because he knew he didn’t have the time for me, has made a reappearance. We talked for over 4 hours last night, not including the time we spent texting before he called
god this not-having-sex-with-whoever-i-want thing that i’m doing because i’m trying to hold back and only have sex with people i could potentially be in a relationship with is SO DIFFICULT I AM SO FRUSTRATED I NEED TO HAVE SEX JESUS CHRIST
The problem is me. I’ve known this for awhile, but it’s fucking ridiculous. Boys will shut out everyone else for me. And I can’t ever do the same thing for them. I can’t ever shut myself off to other guys. Because I feel like by doing that,
UUUUGH I WISH MY BOYFRIEND WAS A DD THEN I COULD BUY SO MANY CUTE THINGSdsgbhakjslfjdskhgjkdfthat is the one thing about him that if i could change, i probably wouldhe’s not very into ddlg and usually it’s not a problem BUT IT IS KILLING ME RN
The whole body hair thing, as a Black feminist, is super low on my priority list. Like it’s dead last, actually. Liberal feminism prioritizes body hair, and it’s an important issue, but it’s not mine. And let me clarify that like,
My ex (not this last one, but from my previous serious relationship), whose name is Hans, of all fucking things, made me feel like I was being purposely manipulative all the time. And I felt that way myself sometimes, because BPD does that. It makes you
so i’m not usually one to talk about issues over the internet bc there are so many varying opinions and things get blown way out of proportion but yeah. i am so tired of seeing people post about how everyone should look this way or that; teeny weeny
not really feeling the whole sleeping alone not having ur boner against my butt thing :(
Been at the hospital with mom since 9pm. I have no energy left in me. The only thing that kept me awake was the cute nurse that was checking up on my mom every now & then.
One of the fun things about having absolutely no schedule/responsibilities at all every damn day is I literally never know what day it is until someone tells me. It’s always Friday in my eyes. When usually it’s Monday morning and I’m
if you’re wrestling with me or have me pinned or anything literally the second i have a free hand the first thing i will do is fix my hair
I’m such a wifey. I fold Raul’s laundry and wash the clothes he can’t get stains out of, I remember his schedule and things he needs, I decided where basically everything in the bathroom/closet/bedroom goes, we go grocery shopping, I
Back home, cuddled up in bed with the hubby-thing. He’s sleepy and I’m wide awake. Someone entertain me?:3
How about we all fucking stop acting like men cause all these awful things and are these big bad guys. You know who rapes people? Rapists, some of which are women. You know who are sexist? Sexist people, some of which are women, against men. You know
If I could magically have food right now that’d be awesome. Because being unable to buy food because stupid people charging my card 4 times for 1 thing really isn’t awesome. Waiting for this to get cleared up is obnoxious and all I want is
I’m not throwing up anymore so what’s the first thing I do? Eat a whole box of pasta and a can of Pringles. DON’T MIND ME, ALL I DO IS EAT AND CRY NOW. seriouslywhatthefuckhormones It’s been 6 weeks This ain’t funny anymore
Sorry I’ve been completely MIA! Our adventure to TJ was a completely insane clusterfuck and I STILL need some sleep. Things’ll be back to normal later, but this trip will definitely be one of my favorite memories and best stories. Oh, and
at the point in my life when i need to start mixing fireball in with my morning coffee bc how much worse can things go right 💁🏼💁🏼💁🏼💁🏼
superficial-vessels: at the point in my life when i need to start mixing fireball in with my morning coffee bc how much worse can things go right 💁🏼💁🏼💁🏼💁🏼 at the point in my life when i need to start drinking straight captain
As each day goes by and I see more and more things wrong with me… I hate myself
I hate being judged for the things I do by people who don’t understand, like I wouldn’t need certain drugs if the world wasn’t such a shitty place that I can’t stand with a sober mind
Slowly starting to lose every memory I ever had of you, good or bad thing?
