There are days…
There are just some days where I feel like I am a completely different person. There are some days when I don’t know who I really am or what it is that I really want. And I feel like I’m running out of time to figure that out.
There are just some days where I feel like I am a completely different person. There are some days when I don’t know who I really am or what it is that I really want. And I feel like I’m running out of time to figure that out.
I miss my boyfriend :(
He’s not coming home tonight. Boo.
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this is what heterophobia would look like if it was real. if you believe that heterophobia is a real thing that exists, please watch this because you will see that it simply doesn’t exist, that it never has and never will.
tbh I think everyone should watch this anyway because it’s very clever and very powerful
I’m like crying and shaking
Everyone needs to watch this
This hurt so much…
I want to show my parents this but I can’t. This is so powerful.
This brought me to tears. Holy shit.
this needs more notes.holy shit. wow.
It’s that time of month again… you know what that means…
BEST DESCRIPTION OF A PERIOD I HAVE EVER SEEN IN MY ENTIRE LIFE
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Lungs breathing, creepy but cool
me: that looks disgusting
*reblog*OMG THAT’S SO COOL
I can’t breathe omfg
That’s OK, the person in the photo obviously can
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That was the toughest thing I have ever had to do. And it wasn’t even my own mother.
For the record, I never want to be on life support. And if you have to let me go, I don’t want anybody there watching me go. I never want anyone to go through that for me.
Except for the library one, I always liked the library.
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i fucking love bread cat
Permanent marker installations by Heike Weber.
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Probablythe best 6 seconds ever.i fucking lost it
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The Boston Marathon was beyond tragic and horrible, etc. That would have been bad enough.
But, the night before that happened, my boyfriend’s mother went into the hospital with a massive ruptured aneurysm. She had surgery on Sunday morning (a week ago) and still isn’t responsive. At this point, waiting is one of the hardest things to do.
And then LAST night, my sister was at the scene of a shooting in Denver! That was a phone call I never want to receive again. I mean, what are you supposed to say to someone when they call to tell you that people were getting shot around them? GET OUT, clearly… but if they aren’t exactly coherent (4/20 *ahem), it’s a little harder to feel secure about the whole situation from half a country away… She’s alright, thank goodness, just a little shaken up.
But let’s just say, I am really hoping for a better week.
:(