April 2011
51 posts
I was having three kinds of withdrawal today: withdrawal from Valium, withdrawal from my ex and withdrawal from Tumblr.
What if we are all the same? We pretend like we don’t understand each other, but in reality we just do that to justify the part within all of us that says “I’m unique”.
I don’t know why I consistently allow myself to worry about every single detail of my life. So what if I got used? so what if I am hurt? so what if I have no idea what is next? so what?!?! I just need to feel what I need to feel and stop worrying about the things that I do not know. Stop assuming, stop analyzing and just let go.
You stupid white trash mother fucker
Do you really think I ever gave a shit about anything you’ve done for me? I was only using you for your giant horse dick. You are such a low life piece of shit that you can’t even move out of your sister’s house. How old are you again? 21 right? that means you’ve been out of high school for almost 3 years, and what do you have to show for yourself? Wait a second! You didn’t even go to high-school....
Okay, let's get this straight
First of all, you are going to stop yelling at me. Why? Because that is childish.
Second, I know that hurting myself was immature. I’m sorry.
Third, Yes I can live without you. That’s not really what this is about but I will address it for your conscious.I don’t really want you to leave me. Honestly, I don’t, but if you think that’s what is best for us then OKAY....
I've lived a sheltered life.
That’s my excuse.
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Dear tumblr
Ever felt like you have no control over your emotions? In true Pursuit of Happiness form: I call this part of my life “Loosing Control”. If I ever had it in the first place…
Reblog if you literally can't stop thinking about...
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Reblog if you're ugly.
Dear tumblr
You can’t trust anyone. Life is full of cheats and liars. They don’t even know they are. They can’t admit it. They can only hide it so long. SO LONG. I’m on Valium.
Nope.
I take it back, you are dumber than a bag of fucking rocks.
Bob Dylan
This man is the bread and butter of amazing music.
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Reflect
Lets see, how is my life going? I don’t know. I guess very good. I’m very happy for the most part. I’m ready to go to college though. I just realized something though. I shouldn’t let the thought of college control my days. If I do, then it will control my life and turn me into a husk of my self. I’m usually more interesting when I have something to worry about. Well,...
