alright so im making the blog go into retirement because i like my new one better. im not going to post the link for the new one because ive made it impossible to follow me. yeah thats right. so uh bye and stuff.
ladyfootlocker k swiss tubes
like how is David gonna try to shake me like that
“you like being able to use tumblr? you better stop using Missing e or you might run into a few ‘problems’ if you get my drift”
sitting at his mac with a tofu sausage link in his mouth like a stogie wearing a fedora talkin shit like nyahhh you keep using that there garbage and its coitains for you and your posts see
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my uncle commented on some stupid shit i posted on facebook and said “very disappointed” and at first i got angry, then embarrassed, and now im just hurt by that because as much as i want to disagree with him and say “hey, sorry but this just who i am and im not disappointing” i cant even believe myself because i really am disappointing and i know he was saying that what i wrote was disappointing and not i am disappointing but thats what i read it as because it just invoked all these fears ive had since my dad died that i will never be someone that he would be proud of because im…not even proud of myself. who would be proud of me. i do nothing all day and still im miserable. i dont know what im supposed to do with my life i just cant fathom what is worth the effort
"Depression is humiliating. It turns intelligent, kind people into zombies who can’t wash a dish or change their socks. It affects the ability to think clearly, to feel anything, to ascribe value to your children, your lifelong passions, your relative good fortune. It scoops out your normal healthy ability to cope with bad days and bad news, and replaces it with an unrecognizable sludge that finds no pleasure, no delight, no point in anything outside of bed. You alienate your friends because you can’t comport yourself socially, you risk your job because you can’t concentrate, you live in moderate squalor because you have no energy to stand up, let alone take out the garbage. You become pathetic and you know it. And you have no capacity to stop the downward plunge. You have no perspective, no emotional reserves, no faith that it will get better. So you feel guilty and ashamed of your inability to deal with life like a regular human, which exacerbates the depression and the isolation. If you’ve never been depressed, thank your lucky stars and back off the folks who take a pill so they can make eye contact with the grocery store cashier. No one on earth would choose the nightmare of depression over an averagely turbulent normal life.
It’s not an incapacity to cope with day to day living in the modern world. It’s an incapacity to function. At all. If you and your loved ones have been spared, every blessing to you. If depression has taken root in you or your loved ones, every blessing to you, too. No one chooses it. No one deserves it. It runs in families, it ruins families. You cannot imagine what it takes to feign normalcy, to show up to work, to make a dentist appointment, to pay bills, to walk your dog, to return library books on time, to keep enough toilet paper on hand, when you are exerting most of your capacity on trying not to kill yourself. Depression is real. Just because you’ve never had it doesn’t make it imaginary. Compassion is also real. And a depressed person may cling desperately to it until they are out of the woods and they may remember your compassion for the rest of their lives as a force greater than their depression. Have a heart. Judge not lest ye be judged."
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these fucking robots keep liking all the posts on the first page of my blog agh go awayyy no robots allowed here
okay unconditional love is so good oh my god i love this stupid fucking movie
my hobbies include:
calling my cat a cute little poopy head while she’s sleeping
okay i’m done trying to get people to bash that girl. i shouldn’t be a jerk. it’s not her fault she’s such an airheaded bimbo.
why do people ALWAYS have to end really good arguments with something like “please, go hang yourself” stop don’t encourage someone to kill themselves just ughh. there are many other ways to end an argument that make you sound even more intelligent and level-headed.
- TYPE YOUR NAME: alex
- TYPE YOUR NAME WITH YOUR ELBOW: asr
- TYPE YOUR NAME WITH YOUR EYES SHUT: alex
- TYPE YOUR NAME WITH YOUR CHIN: qa;pee3xd
- SLAM YOUR FACE ON THE KEYBOARD: yt
katy perry impersonation
haha look at me! (shakes butt, bats eyelashes, does a innocent face at the camera)
(giggles) whattt? did my shirt slip? oooops!!! (doe eyes at the camera)
ahahaha, whaaaat? (trips over own feet cutely, bats eyelashes, does :o face)
(covers face) nooo, dont call me cute!!
im gonna dye my hair a weird color!! haha woww, im a pinup girl :) look
it’s a southern tradition that on new years eve you eat black eyed peas to bring about good luck for the new year. i have never done this because i think it’s silly and superstitious. maybe that’s why my entire life has been such a shitfest? im not sure, but i do know that in 3 days i will be groveling to the peas for good luck.
i watched silent hill and now i never want to watch it again
