one’s low self-esteem has its way of truly fucking with their head. most days, i’m fine. most days i look in the mirror and while i’m working to change the things i don’t like, overall i’m happy with the person i see. i’m happy with the person i’ve become. most days i can think of all i’ve accomplished thus far, how hard i’ve worked and be...
Fuck Your Scenes Review: Kitty, Daisy and Lewis -...
fuckyourscenes: The sibling trio of Kitty, Daisy and Lewis has been labeled as multiple genres and collectively play a plethora of instruments (guitar, piano, banjo, lap steel guitar, harmonica, double bass, ukulele, drums, trombone, xylophone and accordion). While that concoction may be a recipe for musical tragedy, Kitty, Daisy and Lewis have made it work. “Smoking in Heaven” is the...
the last time a crush of this sort started to...
it ended with my heart being destroyed and me hating myself. IT’S STILL EXCITING THOUGH
me: i-n-t-r-e-p-i-d-c-s.com. c-s as in control systems.
me: no, c-s, control systems.
me: no. we're intrepid control systems. c-s, as in, CONTROL. SYSTEMS.
not-an-exit: bendoverbarbie: justjasper: Reblog with your anime self.
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“The video above discusses the Senate version of the PROTECT IP Act, but the House bill that was introduced TODAY is much much worse. It’ll give the government new powers to block Americans’ access websites that corporations don’t like. The bill would criminalize posting all sorts of standard web content — music playing in the background of videos, footage of...
me and all my fucks are going to go hang out in...
it’s going to be lonely.
Friend: what are you gonna be for halloween?
Me: drunk and emotionally unstable.
uhhhhhhhhhhh asdfghjkl; that is all. p.s. <3__<3
for the first time in a really long time (or quite possibly ever), i’m really wishing some guy would take me on an actual date. apparently i come off as the type of girl who doesn’t care, and that’s partially true. those things aren’t important to me in the matter of whether or not i could see myself being with a guy. but at this point i feel like guys don’t think i...
so far today:
i have won $10 on $4 worth of scratch offs i have had a really nice text conversation with someone new and ok well maybe that’s it, but i’m generally feelin’ good about life at the moment. :)
so one of the ‘singers’ of the ‘group’ millionaires just popped up on my ‘people you should subscribe to’ feed on facebook and i went to her page and looked at a couple of her pictures and all i could think was your daddy didn’t love you enough
so you like the fall of troy, minus the bear, and dubstep? here we go again
why do you bother? why do I bother? why does anyone bother ever? important questions are important. /notreally
you’re such a horrendous bitch how do you even have friends i just don’t get it
so last night
was pretty awesome. one of the meetup members turned 30 today so he had his party last night, and started it at lockhart’s bbq in royal oak. we had a really large group of people, which shouldn’t be an excuse but the service was shitty and the food was sub-par. after that i headed over to black finn for a quick drink with just a couple other people, since melissa works there and...
stop recommending i be ‘friends’ with the skanky bitches my ex is friends with. if you’re smart enough to think i want to be friends with them, you should just know better. THANKS.
drunk texting can lead to a date for tomorrow night.
one of the most memorable nights of our relationship is a slightly odd one. it was a saturday, mid january. it wouldn’t stop snowing. i remember because when i left your house i had to wipe my car off, again. you actually offered to do it for me. but i was hurt, and stubborn. hurt over feeling like you didn’t really care, because you always had an odd way of showing it. you had made...
that feeling of having your heart absolutely destroyed — it really doesn’t seem to go away. i mean, i woke up this morning to an increased amount of money in my bank account, i’m having a decent day at work, but it just lingers. just kind of sits there, waiting to be set off, waiting for something to remind you and you’re feeling like absolute shit again. i just want it to...
i just quoted myself
and it just feels weird. context: i’m writing a blurb about myself for hour detroit. i’m excited to be writing this blurb, because that may mean that the interview is definitely going in the print edition. or not. regardless, it’s awesome.
more awkward moments with amanda
that awkward moment when you get invited to a party via text but you’re not sure if it was sent directly to you because the sender actually wants to see you or if he just sent out a mass text to everyone in his damn phone
i feel like i have virtually no support anymore.
189 tumblr followers. 295 facebook ‘friends.’ AND NO ONE CARES EVAR
ask me if i received specific email i say yes reiterate entire email anyway
i just found the necklace i just posted on etsy. $110.00 well fuck me, right.