February 2012
Raspberry iced tea, a new copy of Valley of the...
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Hooray the blues of everyone, Allison.: I hate the... →
hooraythebluesofeveryone:
I hate the feeling that someone is mad at me. With people that I don’t care about I have many defense mechanisms to avoid feeling badly about not being liked. But with people close to me there is very little I can do not to break down at the thought of them being angry with me. I feel I work…
everyone: are you okay
everyone: you look tired
everyone: you look upset
everyone: you look confused
everyone: are you mad at me
everyone: what are you mad at
me: IT'S MY FAAAAAAAAACE
So I got my new binder
integratedserket:
mwnci:
therealjazzbertie:
megannicoline:
This is me in my usual bra, note the 34D/32DD boobs.
And here is the binder, almost completely flat.
This thing is awesome. It is remarkably comfortable, too. Feels a bit like wearing a sports bra. I got it from Love Boat, this one...
“Hearts can break. Yes. Hearts can break. Sometimes I think it would be better if...”
– Stephen King, Hearts in Atlantis (via ekaygee)
I hate being "home".
It’s like a constant reminder of who I was and who I don’t want to be. I feel unimportant, unworthy, selfish. Every wall and person and street in this godforsaken city serves as a reminder of who I was and who I’m seen as.
I’m not a teenager anymore. I’m not the little girl with a single mom that needs pity anymore. I don’t want pity. I don’t want snide...
I just finished Sabrina the teenage witch series...
Tears.
