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Endangered P(Andrea).
while I was at work my boyfriend made a HUGE fort in the guest bedroom of my house. that’s the sheet you can see behind my head. So we’re eating burritos and studying all weekend :)
I finally know that I am, in fact, attending school next year! Yay for doing something with my life!
ha cha CHA!
“My 6 year old is in love with my 8 month old.”
(Source: suttonlark, via bradshawanderson)
it reminds me to just keep going :)
and, so.
It’s exhausting trying to impress people without ever actually succeeding.
Society teaches us that you only have an eating disorder when you’re underweight, that your only suicidal when you actually kill yourself, that your only depressed when you actually show the signs, nobody looks beyond this, nobody looks into the depths of people
(Source: disorderedanddepressed, via skinny-l0vve)
(Source: amypoehler, via j-anetsnakehole)
“When you dehumanize a person, you can justify any crime you carry out upon them, because they are not human and they are not the same as you.”
Do not pray for easy lives. Pray to be stronger men.
(via quote-book)
I seriously need to figure my fucking life out.
I text message broke up with my best friend who I‘m not even friends with any more, who was supposed to be my prom date, but now I’m not sure anymore cause bitches are putting their faces in it who don’t belong there. I mean, yeah I have a boyfriend who I could totally take.
But I don’t know who I want to take, and I know I’m going to hate Colin’s prom date because I hate all of his friends and I hate him so that’s even better.
I haven’t spoken to him since I bitched him out via text, but I told him last night I wanted to talk to him on Tuesday cause I need to figure my life out….prom tickets are only on sale this week.
If I didn’t have such a kickass dress I wouldn’t even go to prom.
Maybe I’ll just take TJ and ignore everybody else there because I fr srs hate everyone. I’ve alienated all of my friends cause they just aren’t worth it anymore.
I don’t care about anyone anymore, and I can’t even tell the two people I consider my best friends about the biggest thing that’s happened to me this year, and the reason I’m so fucked up.
I can’t tell anyone.
I don’t know.
Gr.
Variation On The Word Sleep by Margaret Atwood
This has been a favorite for as long as I can remember.
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