my mom just came into my room and noticed my desktop background and said
“oh that’s so cute i think i recognize it from somewhere did you draw that when you were younger?”
mom
(via badly-drawn)
Just a girl looking for her place in the world...
this defines people on the internet. especially tumblr, which allows people to be anonymous. why are people so cruel?
So the wifey Jacked one of the shirts already! www.themerchdude.bigcartel.com (Taken with instagram)
We also just hit 10,000 followers on tumblr on a blog that doesn’t say much. I can’t give you money to thank you but out of all the people that reblog this I will select ONE person and send them a free shirt.
*only if it passes 53 reblogs I will.
eds
eds suck. no matter what you do to try to beat them, they always come back and haunt you. I’ve slipped back in my anorexic ways and i don’t know what it will take me to stop again. so far, its been a week and no one has said anything to me, so i think ill be ok. i hope i can get over this, but i can’t do it myself. i mean I’m so fat. I’m 145ish now and my goal weight is to be 120. heres to hoping!
(Source: countryboystuckinjersey, via accidentscausepeople)
even in the earliest of mornings, after the darkest of nights, the sun always finds a way to light my path.
dealing
i’ve been dealing with a lot lately and just realized that i need to stop over-thinking and over-analyzing every single thing that happens to me. i need to pick up the pieces of my past and move on. if the edges are too sharp, i need to leave them where they are and realize that i don’t need things that hurt me in my life. i need to move on and become the person i know i am destined to be.
lost
i’ve written hundreds of poems about how lost i am and how much i just need to find my way back to who i used to be. i realized last night/this morning that once certain things happen, there is no way to go back to how it used to be. even though i lived a tough life, last night showed me how naive i was about everything. i feel worthless. i feel like the scum of the earth. he got me drunk and then decided to show me how much stronger than me he was. he showed me that no matter how many times i said ‘no’, if he wanted it to be ‘yes’, then it was gonna be ‘yes’. i didn’t want it. didn’t he see that? didn’t he see the tears in my eyes? how could he not see that i didn’t consent to it and that i was drunk? how did he not see that he was taking advantage of me? and how dare he say hi to me today after all he put me through? no matter how many showers i take, i cant get him off of me. i can feel his nasty hands running over my skin. i can feel his breath on my neck. i can smell his sweat on me. i can feel his hand covering my mouth and hear his voice telling me to ‘shut the fuck up’. i no longer feel anything. i am a shell of the person i once was. i am so lost.
