May 2013
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I’m feeling better than I was yesterday.
Long road to feeling great agaim but hey
Everything starts somewhere
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6:23 drinking oh fucking boy
Jannelle was right it goes down easier with juice
ANSWER NONE BECAUSE IT ALL SHOT UP MY NOSE AND INTO MY FUCKING LINGS
Challenge: how much of this bottle will be empty before i pass out or am happy again
Note to self rum and an empty stomach do not mix
Pretty sure the proper reaction to getting dumped (x2) is to cry
Not to cry and laugh hysterically
Plan B more crying
I’m gonna fucking throw up
I can’t believe I ever believed you
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What’s scary is that when you try so hard to please other people and bend to their will, when you eventually decide you want to go back to being yourself
You don’t know who that is
You’ve held up so many different masks that you don’t know what’s under them. You don’t even know whether they’re all off or not
I used to be the kind of person with so many masks and layers and disguises and false attitudes that I was just wearing mask after mask after mask all on top of each other
I thought this year I got better about it. More honest, more blunt. More the kind of person I really wanted to be
But maybe that’s just been another mask I’ve had on
who am i
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WHAT THE FUCK JUST KIDDING ITS HAIL
WatchRain sounds nice
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ambassador-of-anguish:
shouldertappingghosts:
If I was a famous author I would publish a book with ten different endings which all went to print with varying degrees of rarity, but not tell the fans about it so that I could watch their confusion as they disagree over how the story ended. Then when they figured it out I would ‘come clean’, telling them that I had released eleven alternate...
My dad is such a little shit
He always buys this brand of alminum can fruit juice called ‘chin chin juice’ for my mom
My mother is Japanese
‘Chin chin’ is Japanese for penis lmao
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Watchpammywammyx33792:
tomahok:
my mother does not care about fashion
Literally the best thing ever lmao
Frequently, in his dreams, he drowns in soil. Pebbles fill his mouth and smother away the screams, the dirt enveloping his body and squeezing until his bones and skin are one and the same, one and the same.
He wakes up feverish, staring up at the ceiling. Some nights he can find sleep again. Some nights, his dreams are sweeter and involve lying in grass fields.
Most, however, he turns on his...
I just finally needed to say that I fucking hate him
There’s this senior at my school who bitches constantly about many (often hypocritical) things on facebook, irl, etc. and it makes me fucking laugh
But it’s also kind of sad that at this point in life he has none of his shit together. Like at all
Reminder that bitching about how mich you want things is not going to drop that stuff into your hands
He thinks we’re friends and...
fakehighschoolboyfriend:
a musical entitled “may, senior year” filled with hits such as:
“i never knew you wanted to join the military”
“why are you getting married”
“that’s an awful tattoo”
“what am i doing for the rest of my life”
“how will i afford deodorant in college”
“why can’t i graduate already”
“why can’t i graduate already (reprise): why am i graduating already”
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