December 2011
123 posts
I am literally in tears in a ball.
My boobs are growing. Again. This is fucking unbelievable.
I AM ALREADY A 34G AT 5’3”. I DON’T NEED TO BE AN H.
I’m so distraught right now.
I’m sick of the back pain, sick of the headaches, sick of the teasing, sick of feeling like a tub of lard. Sick sick sick.
Don't get confused between my personality and my...
ohio-is4-lovers:
IT'S OFFICIAL.
I’M ON BOARD OF THE DOCTOR WHO TRAIN.
Mi padre es un burro
Seriously. It isn’t my fault. I didn’t do it on purpose. There’s no need to be an absolute dick about it okay? Yes I’ll help. But don’t get bitchy with me and try and make it all my problem.
Is it bad that I have no idea how to spend a $25...
When your mom brings food home with her
without-a-doubt-undoubtedly:
When you're talking to someone at 12am and you say...
totally-relatable:
Bitch, “Tomorrow” is when I wake up.
Apparently I gained 5 pound.
Cue starving myself.
reblog if you've ever been personally victimized...
Young & Wild & Free: Don't Be Afraid To Be... →
you-dont-know-me12:
Reblog and bold what applies to you.
I’m loud.
I’m sarcastic.
I cry easily.
I have a bad temper.
I’m easy to get along with.
I have more enemies than friends.
I’ve smoked.
I drink coffee.
I clean my room daily.
My appearance:
I wear make-up.
I wear a piece of jewelry at all times.
I wear contacts.
I wear glasses.
I have braces.
I change my hair color often.
I...
50% DONE.
Feel free to calm down aaaaaaanyday now IBS…
Sidenote: Mother Nature is a cunt.
This is so exciting. As a reward for finishing my study guide, I’m gonna shower. That’s right guys, showering is now a privilege.
Where to go, who to be.
I can’t actually say that I’ve reconnected or anything, but I do actually now talk to someone who used to be incredibly important to me. It’s sort of weird really, cause we never actually talked about what happened to us but I don’t actually think it matters. But we’re in such crazy different places in life and we’ve experienced so many things differently and I...
I hate this. I hate it so damn much.
Everything is wrong. Nobody wants to help. Nobody has the time to care.
And all I fucking want is the ocean. Or at the very least an aquarium. I even looked up when I could go to Chicago this weekend just to go to Shedd. I just want to go see my future. I just want a little glimpse. I want to know everything turns out okay. I want to feel calm and peaceful again, that’s all.
Who am I kidding. Maybe he’s out of my league.
Doesn’t help that two of my best friends are refusing to help me at ALL.
I’m always there when she needs to bitch and whine but when I need her there’s nothing. Not a thing. What a good friend you are, cunt.
“Don’t settle for someone who doesn’t give you things to say. Forever is a long...”
– I Wrote This For You: The Silence Goes For Miles (via kari-shma)