May 2011
1 post
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The inferior thoughts inside my head; my gosh. I lost most of my followers on this one. I forget that I have this blog, and then don’t blog at all because I don’t want really personal things on my other one. ugh. I’m so stressed out right now, I can hardly stop crying long enough to get things done. I did finish my DBQ for my lovely history class that I’m apparently...
December 2010
3 posts
1 tag
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What organizational skills?
The inferior thoughts inside my head; oh wow. it’s been another month since I’ve posted. weird. I’ve been a mess! Complete mess, I am. I’ve done stupid things, and cried a lot. My dog died, nothing seems to be going right. I sat on my bathroom floor last night for an hour. And as I sat there and cried and thought about how pathetic I felt, I realized that I need to stop....
Anonymous asked: Who is this? Do you go to BP?
November 2010
2 posts
Anonymous asked: Does anyone know why natanya really passed?
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It’s been almost a month since my last post. I’ve been a mess but hey, I’m getting a little better. At least it seems that way. I don’t have a lot of time for a long post because I’m going out but It sucks that I lost a bunch of followers :\ I really need to post more. But this blog isn’t really for other people, even though it’s neat that people actually...
October 2010
8 posts
6 tags
Buy a blank notebook. Draw a huge heart on the...
Suicide is the third leading cause of death for...
-dream-a-little-bigger-darling:
mary-o:
ALWAYS there for anyone who needs me.
always always always always and forever.
Reblog this because you ARE beautiful.
-dream-a-little-bigger-darling:
even if you don’t always believe it.
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Guess who painted these works of art? Any ideas?...
-dream-a-little-bigger-darling:
atm0sph3r3:
His name was Adolph Hitler.
FUCK YOU, VIENNESE ACADEMY OF FINE ARTS.
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RIP Natanya Dumais; Rest Easy
I literally can not stop crying. This is so strange. Natanya is the fifth person to pass away while I was in high school :\ This hit me so much harder than all the others did though. I knew her. We were friends. Not great friends, but we talked. She was always ridiculously nice to me. I’ve gone to school with her forever, well up until highschool. We were in the same homeroom is sixth grade. We...
Welcome to Drama Mama: Heres the deal... →
fuckyeahmunrochambers:
drawmahmawmah:
People were Re-Blogging two different things. THIS is going to be the official thing to be re-blogged (Dont yell at me). Tomorrow by 5pm, if this has 100 re-blogs or likes, i will post the contests.
IF i get over 100, then i will up the contest prizes. So they’ll be 5757577473747 cooler then the…
EVERYONE REBLOG/LIKE THIS
BARELY ANY TIME LEFT D:
September 2010
4 posts
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Attention, Attention.
The inferior thoughts inside my head; Maybe, I am an attention whore. I’m generally quiet, and I get ignored a lot. I don’t know to speak up. But last monday, I was in gym class, and I hurt my ankle, I rolled it and I was instantly on the ground and someone shouted out, “Attention whore!” I kinda am, when I can.. I’ve honestly been trying to make my ankle worse so it...
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This is a serious post.
degrassimusings:
omfemmanuel:
matthewgraham:
I’ve been looking at girls lately and wondering why, why can’t you be comfortable without all the makeup, without all the hair, without all the clothes. Why do you need to be someone you’re not. I swear half the girls I’ve come across, date someone, and completely change to form to that guy. It’s so weird. Be yourself. I also see so many girls...
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Motivation starts here.
The inferior thoughts inside my head; I. am. so. fat. I’ve been so miserable lately and pmsing, so I just want to eat everything I can find. I think I’ve had a crazy amount of calories today. I just keep eating. I feel so diguested with myself. I want to workout, but one, I hurt my ankle and I’m not supposed to be on it, and I really don’t have a single shred of motivation...
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Taking Control.
The inferior thoughts inside my head; My life seems pathetic sometimes. I’ve realized that I live my life through my favourite television shows. I get so attached, I try and be like them. It’s ridiculous. Sometimes, I end up talking like them and I don’t even realize it. Sometimes I want my life so much like theirs that I try and make it so. I know it’s awful, and I...