Happy Birthday Lina and Emma! :)
My parents left this morning without telling me, so now I am stranded at home all damn day. GUH. Going Stir crazy.
Please email me soon? This emptiness in my chest expands each moment you are away. I can only wait and try to keep my loneliness from exploding through my veins. Lets be okay again.
Having mother-daughter “dye our hair funny colors” time. My mom is doing a red streak (because black and red are her derby team colors) and I am doing a purple streak…because why the hell not? And while this is happening, my dad is making us pink bikini martinis (vodka, watermelon pucker, pineapple juice, and orange juice). Have I mentioned how awesome my parents are? And how...
beliebenatorsgotswag: reduxgangordie: my dog died hurricane irene killed my family nicki minaj’s nip slip i stepped on a lego lady gaga’s preformance Bahaha. I turned to my mom and said that he looked like a librarian.
I had gone three weeks without cutting and you pushed me over the edge. And I still can’t believe you called me that. It doesn’t even seem like a big deal to you, but it sure as hell is to me. And I was starting to open up to you. I’m sorry, but how can I trust you when you when you call me a ‘dumb slut’? You sent that to me, passed out, and left me to be suicidal in...
UGH, Emotions can suck my non-existant dick.
I can feel the cycle starting again. Something upsets me, I get angry, I push people away, I cry, then I cut, then I cry, then I finally calm down and snap back and feel guilty for making a scene. SO, instead of going through that, i am journaling. That’s what my therapist told me to do. I am gonna journal so I feel like I am talking to someone. Then I am going to go paint decorations for my...
47589.) Sometimes, the person who tries to keep...
This is why I will always continue to be there for you.
K, just gonna say this straight out. If you ever call me a slut again, especially when you haven’t bothered to ask me about my situation first, I will come over there and beat your god damn face in. There? Okay.
Take Apart Your Head: you might be a derby girl... →
carlovely: you’ve ended sex by repeatedly placing both hands on your hips. you take “swigs” from the ibuprofen bottle. you’ve pulled your pants down in public to show off a bruise or tattoo. parties are a competition. your first move in a fight is to hipcheck someone. you don’t… I never want to imagine my mother doing any of these…
I miss you already. I love you. Be safe and happy. I’ll paint something for you. Send me emails every day. <3
Going to visit David for two days tomorrow. Taking BART. Hope the protests got resolved somehow so I’m not in the middle of some kinda riot or something…
I thought you were coming back tonight. That was stupid of me…
To be stage manager for muir musical this year or not to be stage manager… I have so much shit I want to do, including classes, a job, and assistant designing a department show or two…do I have the time for a musical thrown in there? God damn.
Never thought I’d say it, but please come back. I miss you. Complex, but uncomplicated you. I am your Venus, still…I hope. Visit me again and save me from myself. My bad decisions. My filthy weakness. My sorry existence. You are the chaos within my heart, always changing rhythm to something I cannot follow. You are the synapses in my skull, developing, multiplying, deteriorating. You...
Making Frangelico cupcakes with frangelico-mocha frosting, topped with chocolate covered coffee beans. Mouthgasm. Will post later…