No sleep for me! And I ripped my hand apart again. Oops. Gonna try to convince Vicki to take me to Wonderland today :’3 NOW BACK TO MY SIMS
akanedee: if you ever call me annoying, even if it’s just jokingly, the chances of me ever speaking to you again are slim to none because I’ll be so afraid that every little word or sound that comes out of my mouth will aggravate you and make you cringe and hate my existence
How many times have people used a pen or paintbrush because they couldn’t pull...– Virginia Woolf, from Selected Essays (via jamesfrancozpenis)
SEND ME SOMETHING.
•TAKE A PICTURE OF
1.What you're drinking.
2.Your mobile phone.
6.Your favorite possession.
7.Your favorite stuffed animal/toy.
8.Your face right now.
9.The shirt you're wearing.
10.What you're eating.
17.Your favorite piece of jewelry.
18.Your favorite item of clothing.
19.Your favorite shoes.
20.Something important to you.
31.Something that makes you smile.
32.Something that brings back a good memory.
33.Something that brings back a bad memory.
34.Something you've had since you were a child.
37.Something you think is cute.
40.Something weird that you own.
c0ld-failure: ✿◠‿◠ super suicidal ✿◠‿◠
elheartless: Public Service Announcement: “rape” is not a synonym for every fucking mundane occurrence you happen to suffer. You were not “raped” by your test. You have not been “raped” when you lose your sports game, and it isn’t “rape” when your best friend tries to hug you. Maybe take a step back and think about what the hell you’re actually saying before you trivialize something so...
lookslikeazipper: Right so im walking home and I see this guy rolling a cigarette under a streetlamp and when he clicked his lighter THE FUCKING STREETLIGHT WENT OUT I stopped in my tracks and stared at this guy who looks up at me then to his lighter and hes as surprised as me then he takes his thumb off the trigger and THE STREETLIGHT TURNS BACK ON HE GAVE THE MOST SURPRISED LOOK OF ANYONE...
freakvevo: *gets my nipples pierced at Claire’s*
southerncharmm: I’m a-ok with just lounging around in pretty undies and boys shirts for the rest of my life
A guy in my psychology class said he thought...
xxic: i-live-for-glitter-not-you: i-live-for-glitter-not-you Me: Okay so if orientation is a choice, choose to be gay, right now. Him: No. Me: Why not? Him: Because I don’t find men attractive Me: So CHOOSE to find them attractive Him: ……. I can’t. Me: Sorry, WHAT was that? You CAN’T???? stOP THIS IS THE BEST ARGUMENT TOWARDS THIS EVER...
My mother came in again to ask how i was then my brother then my father I think I have to kill them. Or myself. I don’t know what they expect of me. I was pretty fine before they bugged me. Now I just want to be dead.
my mother just came up here and sat on the floor and made me uncomfortable and stressed out because she kept asking: “What do you plan to do?” And all that came to mind was “I plan to write” because I’ve watched and read Girl, Interrupted too many times and in all honesty everything in my life is really similar to Susanna Kaysen’s story right now but whatever....