It’s not a shocker that China is winning all the medals, they made the...– Jamaican Trolling
Augustus was a great big nincompoop!
I’m gaining more followers now that I’ve been off tumblr than...
Haven’t had my laptop in over 4 days. It’s so depressing.
I just feel empty inside.
Self loathing at its best.
Watching the Olympics and wondering what am I good at…apart from being a fuck up…
Mom: Take the medication I want healthy grandchildren!!
Me: can I get a boyfriend first? Damn.
Doom. Doom. Doom. Doo doo doo doom.
a dozen roses: $12
a box of chocolates: $10
a happy valentines day card: $2
still having $24 because you're single: priceless
This is not love and hip hop I need you to get it together.
The pressure is overwhelming…how much longer?
Apparently I’m just a manipulative psychological bitch.
I zone out so easily and go into this fairy tale land of day dreaming. Where every thing is how I want it to be. Not perfect but perfect for me. I’ll be surrounded by friends and family and still manage to feel alone and distant. I want to find someone that takes all that away.
You never told me what it was that made you strong and what it was that made you...
me: shout out to my parents for combining their genes to create the most unattractive, weird, annoying and awkward person ever
They all leave. That’s what I’m noticing in my life. I feel to live in recluse for the rest of my life. If I don’t push people away they get tired of me and leave anyway.
I've got that...
I had way more calories today than I wanted. I was forced into getting food……lemme not do what I’m thinking….
I don’t talk to people about how I feel. It’s not that I don’t trust them it’s that I don’t want them to share that burden with me or constantly check up on me. Also there is nothing they can do to change how I feel and i’m rather to the point and say as few a words as possible so that would be a waste of time telling people.
I’ve reduced the amount of meals I eat a day to one. I’ve finally managed to go down. I gained weight in college and I want it off. For lunch tomorrow I packed a container of fruits: Grapes, cantaloupe, strawberries, cherries and a banana.
I hate when my mom talks to me about my depression. She has a million and one questions as to why I feel the way I do. Half the time I don’t know why I feel the way I do. Stop asking. It means a lot that you care but when I have to tell you i don’t know why I feel a certain way I just feel dumb that I have no reason to come up with.
I swear I always fall for your type.
I want to douse the situation with even more gasoline.
I’m not pretty..it’s the makeup really.
A man has always wanted to lay me down, but he never wanted to pick me up……he’s not a man though.