a part of me is always gonna love you a little, i don’t like letting you see or know.
Stop trying to squish yourself under the umbrella of what someone else thinks is...– Nicole is Better
bad sex, walking home, french homework, and...
i’m stubborn. stub·born/ˈstəbərn/Adjective 1. Having or showing dogged determination not to change one’s attitude or position on something, esp. in spite of good arguments or reasons to do so. 2. Difficult to move, remove, or cure. i’m stubborn because i didn’t say sorry to him after he threw my things and told me he hates lotion. i waited and waited and made his bed,...
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boyfriends are real dumb.
wait, you followed me all the way from africa to play peekaboo?– curious george
can you just stop?
i’m tired of sadistic, sassy, sarcastic, cynical people. what does it even mean to be honest anymore? it can’t just be giving mommy the right answer about who ate the last cookie. it’s time to just say what’s going on. what are you really feeling? do you really want to spend the rest of your life dating someone who’s behind bars? are you ok not talking to dad three...
you are a loser. no, you are. i’m grateful that you’re my father, don’t get me wrong. i want you to know that i love you, even though i don’t have to. it’s not one of those essential loves, i just feel like it. i’d like you to know that you’re an asshole. assholes cheat, lie, and whine just like you. assholes complain about paying child support even...
he’s so fluffy i’m gonna die!– :)
things i think about at the falls:
all week i’ve been fiddling with this app called “lose it” on my secondhand itouch. it gave me a daily calorie count of 865, which might be insane for some but it’s not hard to come by as a vegan. or at least it shouldn’t be hard. except i’m the exception. most people can say, “hey! i’m full,” and place their fork back on the napkin. but i...
i guess we all like to hear ourselves talk.
today, yesterday, and almost every day before i realize the same thing. almost everything i knew as i child or thought i knew i really don’t know at all. that’s sort of a depressing thing, some people find comfort in familiar things. i don’t particularly mind it, but it is weird coming to terms with it on a daily basis. i realized my parents are not superheroes and everything...