Pretty sure I’m hungover and I haven’t even gone to bed yet.


im so glad that bradley is a big nerd with an affinity for tight shirts

I’m so glad we have proof he’s still alive

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Growing up. (yet another personal rant you’re welcome to ignore)

I am trying to remember that I am tired. And I am always emotional when I am tired. 

But it is so difficult to go from being happy and satisfied with one relationship to thinking on another one that you want to work even more and realizing that it probably is never going to. And that’s not my being tired and negative for no reason; that is the culmination of every logical voice in my head. “Life isn’t a RomCom” “Challenges don’t make it a good relationship” “If the feeling is mutual, the effort will be equal” etc. 

The most ridiculous part: I am still afraid to call the first my boyfriend, and I still do not have the strength to give the second up. 

There was a sign in a store in the mall today that read “Are you the person you were a year ago?” Hell of a back to school sale poster. I realized I wasn’t sure how to answer that question. Last year that question was one I pondered and the changes were easy and obvious. This time I’m not as sure. 

I am more worn down than I was last year. I am still in love with someone who may never feel the same about me. We are at least on speaking terms again though. I am finding myself in terms of new relationships, romantic and friendly. I have a better understanding, first hand in fact, of what symptoms of depression are really like. Where I once prided myself on being the mother of the group, I am tired of feeling responsible. I mean, hell, I can barely take care of myself why do I have to care so much about everyone else?1 But I guess that may have been the problem all along, not putting myself high enough on the priority list. So how do I do that? How do I make better choices for me? Is it the man I’m painfully in love with (despite my better judgement and who may just leave me feeling lonely as he has a habit of)? Or is it the guy who makes me happy, and is better with the open quality of our relationship, and whom I like a lot, but do not love?

Am I the person I was a year ago? No. I’m more confused than ever. I guess I’m growing up.

"You wanna get out of here?"


- Sagittarius (zodiacsociety)

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Remember this when you read reports of people ‘looting’ McDonalds tomorrow


Remember this when you read reports of people ‘looting’ McDonalds tomorrow

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Tagged: ferguson, .


the reason why so many people prefer older men isnt because we have some sort of kink but because we know young teenage boys are a complete fucking disaster that can only be salvaged by the sands of time

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In light of recent events, we want you to remember you are not alone. If you need help, someone is always there.




Ferguson Police have dogs and shotguns. The unarmed crowd is raising their hands.

For anyone not following the Mike Brown story on Twitter: a 17 year old black boy named Mike Brown, who was supposed to start college tomorrow, was shot to death in Ferguson, Missouri by police while jaywalking. He was unarmed. He was shot 9 times.

Initial media reports claimed that an 18 year old black man had been shot and killed while fleeing police after shoplifting.

People in the neighborhood, including members of Mike Brown’s family, came out of their homes and began to protest, shouting “no justice, no peace,” and keeping their hands in the air.

Media reports claimed that a violent mob quickly formed around the shooting location shouting “kill the police.”

Spread this. Tell the truth about what happened to this boy. Tell the truth about what is happening NOW. The police and the mainstream media is painting him as a criminal, and his community as a violent mob.

SPREAD THIS. Don’t let them lie.


(Source: whatwhiteswillneverknow, via piertotum-locomottor)

Things I need to work on.

Society:: Getting a job. Being more healthy and active. Finding the 'right' relationship.
Me:: Crepe making skills.

A functioning addict.

That’s what I am. I know you’re bad for me but I refuse to give you up.
I’ve thought about it, I wouldn’t give you up for anyone.
But then I am afraid that if I were to give the rest up for you, I’d just end up lonely.
So where the fuck do I go from here.

Back down the rabbit hole?

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