November 2010
I just sent this to the woman I was named after. Her name: Sanaya Roman. Her occupation? Voice for some fucking spirit guide. Look, I have no problem with the out there spiritual stuff, but she game me a hellish existance as far as my name is concerned. AND IT’S NOT EVEN HER REAL NAME. So I asked…
Dear Sanaya, I don’t know if you will actually read this, but I hope you do. My...
Sanaya feels sick, tired, and emotionally spent. Wandered around in the rain 2 miles, hasn’t eaten anything but a doughnut, made a fool out of herself by having a mental break-down next to a copier, and thinks her head might explode from all the failure occurring in her life right now.
I don’t even want someone to comfort me anymore. Nobody knows how to help or make things...
Reblogged from Crushes. Some sweet person wrote...
I’d like to say I’m sorry. Sorry to all the women out there who have gotten their hearts trampled on. Sorry to the women who feel as though the only way to get men’s attention is to act in ways that are not very you. Sorry to the ones that suffered through the pain of dealing with your cowardly love finding ‘love’ somewhere else. I’m sorry for the way you’ve been treated, the way you’ve...
Would like to say to the pretentious theatre asshole down the hall that no matter how loud you make your argument or how many times you choose to say that the argument’s “boarders are expanding so it can’t be defended”, it does NOT make you cool or smart or correct. It just makes you another hipster ass. Go die.
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Goal for my life:
I want. So badly. To stop fucking things up for myself.
I screamed.
All of this feeling seeping from inside just bubbled out into the cold air and
I screamed.
All the pain that somehow still is hand printed on my heart. All the worries about life that have been stacking up on my shoulders. All of it came rushing out of my throat.
I screamed
About everything and nothing. About all that I had to do, all that I had done, and all that I would never...
“Inside the heart of each and every one of us there is a longing to be understood...”
– Ed Hird | by withoutyouimnothing (via quote-book)
“It’s so hard to forget pain, but it’s even harder to remember sweetness. We have...”
– Diary by Chuck Palahniuk (via quote-book)
Update on Life: My Vagina.
So I realized that my tumblr has more pictures and less writing. I’ve had a couple of emo, rip-my-heart-out posts cued up, but decided to erase them before they ever got posted. Because I don’t particularly want to project my mood-swings to the world. I have a rant .doc for that. BUT, for those of my friends who I don’t get to talk to who may wonder how I am doing (Emily much?),...
Pretty much what every girl wants. →
yourconfessions:
I want someone who will make me see the world differently. Someone who will open me up to a whole lifestyle. I want somone who is absolutely nothing like anyone else. I want someone who adores me. Someone who my friends hate. Someone who lives on the edge. Someone who can make me laugh. Someone…
