December 2011
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I'm not one to post emotional stuff.
But, I cannot stop crying. I just want to vent to someone but no matter who I talk to, I feel like I never said anything at all. I feel as if I’m trapped inside my own body, replaying memories I would kill to forget.
I spend so much of my time complaining that I don’t know what I want and then reality decides to slap me in the face a couple times with everything I do want. And of...
Normal people flirting: Hey, you're cute.
Me: So, do you like serial killers?
Me: Can you grow please?
Hair: No
Boobs: No
Stomach: Okay!
beyourmotivationn asked: to the bitchh ass anon, The way you express yourself on a blog has nothing to do with how you act as a person.... For instance I just reblogged something about gay marriage but am I gay? No. My bestfriend went through something traumatic and you have the nerve to come and assume things... how about instead of having nerve you have some balls and come off anon... It's bitches like you who id...
When those girls on Facebook take pictures and the...
letsget-sleazy:
And everyone is commenting like:
“OMFGZZZ Y0U’RE S00 GORGEOUS. Y0U’R3 FACE IS FLAWLESS. SHARE SOME OF YOU PRREEEETTYNESS PL3ASEE<#33#333#!!!111!!1!”
Then you’re just sitting there like:
Anonymous asked: Most of the pictures you post on hear are of couples making out or having sex or half naked girls or other stuff about sex and the song on your page is called make it nasty and you wonder why poeple only see you as a sex object...
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After what happened last night, I feel like a sex object. I feel as if no guy will ever want me for anything besides sex. I can’t even enjoy the guy that’s in my life right now because I’m convinced that all he wants is to have sex with me and leave. It’s like fate doesn’t want me to be happy.
mishathemadhatter:
People can ruin you man.
I love sleep. My life has the tendency to fall apart when I’m awake, you know?
– Ernest Hemingway (via mishathemadhatter)
Obstacles don’t have to stop you. If you run into a wall, don’t turn around and...
– Michael Jordan (via myquotelibrary)
mom: let me see your blog.
me:
me:
me: *throws computer out of window*
me: what blog?