June 2011
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lol oh hi guys
I honestly only am keeping this blog to creep the IP codes of every anon I’ve ever gotten and see how that links to my new blog, and see whose been creeping on me and I’m creeping back because who really sleeps at 1:30AM anymore. sleep is overrated. good times on a thursday night. on a small unrelated note, I might start posting here again. for small, unimportant things. because nobody...
January 2011
Anonymous asked: Fuck you.
Anonymous asked: Fuck you.
December 2010
-bruisedandscarred asked:
followed btw. :P
& i promise a follow back when i’m on later.
Anonymous asked:
How come your deactivating your account? D:
and I’d love to see the new one :P
i’m still unexcited to do it- i’ll probably end up still posting a few pictures and an update here every few days. mostly, this is because of a fuckload of tumblr drama. basically, i just need an account where i can write all my feeligs, without being worried about hurting anyone....
Anonymous asked:
Definitely want your new one :)
silly anon , tell me who you are. i’d be more than happy to tell you (:
ATTENTION FOLLOWERS: DEACTIVATING THIS ACCOUNT.
it’s caused nothing but trouble. i will be deactivating when i wake up tomorrow morning.
if you want to follow my new account, leave me an ask box message telling me that you would like the new url, and i will leave it in your box.
thank you.
ATTENTION FOLLOWERS: DEACTIVATING THIS ACCOUNT.
it’s caused nothing but trouble. i will be deactivating when i wake up tomorrow morning.
if you want to follow my new account, leave me an ask box message telling me that you would like the new url, and i will leave it in your box.
thank you.
i'm sorry.
please, don’t cry.
that is the last thing i ever intended to do. i am hurt right now, and it makes me mad. it makes me mad because you now scare me, and for the longest time you were the only one who didn’t.
i don’t hate you. i still love you more than anything else. but i’m not okay, and my last straw was pulled today. i’ve been extremely patient. but i ran out....
i'm so disappointed in myself.
i need to let you go. i really do. i’m hurt. physically and emotionally. i’m unhappy. i can’t deal with having you around, and all i want is to leave. leave, never look back, find another person to tell me beautiful lies. but somehow, i can’t.
i can’t forget all the inside jokes. the good nights. the terrible nights. the times when both of us were barely hanging on...
My ask box doesn't have herpes. Fuck it for Christ...
oh; it's been so long
tumblr! tumblr people! MY GOD HOW IVE MISSED YOU. there’s so much to say, so much to say! (:
four people on my page atm
asjksldfs its sad how happy that makes me
urg someone save me .
mom is in the pissiest mood ever.
someone, please, come kidnap me. now.
Another sleepless night trapped in my own fucking...
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OH MY GOD I FOUND PINEAPPLES!!!1!!one1!!
lol at girls who overedit all of their photos.
beauty. it doesn’t come from airbrushing. it doesn’t come from changing your entire image. that girl in the picture? that is not you. she doesn’t even fucking exist. you aren’t plastic. stop acting like you are, you’re fooling nobody.
the sad part is, some of these girls are actually pretty in real life alone. they don’t need to look this damn fake.
i also...
you're everything to me. and when i close my eyes,...
Sometimes all you need to hear from someone, is...
so, i woke up a little while ago.
from what i can see, i fell off of a chair and passed out on the floor. i’m still insanely dizzy with a few bruises and cuts ;-; none of which i remember.
i’m sorry for any worry my last post caused. today - this week - these past four months - have been absolutely terrible. i’m not in the best mental state right now.
i still feel extremely drowsy and can’t stand up...
i keep telling myself.
survive. just one more day. tomorrow will be better. it will get better.
but you know what? nothing ever gets better. it just fucking gets worse.
someone, before i decide to go, tell me this:
what is the point of life? why am i still here?
honestly. what is the fucking point, because i don’t think i can continue this routine of nothingness.
I hate when people say "I love you" before they...
ohsohipster:
You throw those words around like it’s nothing, there’s going to be nothing special about saying it when you really mean it now and I can pretty much promise you’re not in love with your boyfriend of 3 days, bitch. Shut the fuck up.
chillin in my room listening to all i do is win....
AND NOT A SINGLE FUCK WAS GIVEN THAT EVENING. (& everytime i step up in da building, errybody’s hands go UP; & dey stay thuuur!)
K. Zombie apocalypse. You can happen now. I'm...
born ready.
