I swear to you I am becoming such a better person because of my boyfriend. He is making me so much more honest, open minded, compassionate, selfless. He challenges me daily and gives me the independence and support I need to be the best me possible. I love him so much.
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- me: [doesnt get attention for fifteen seconds]
- me: [drapes self over the lounge] it is fine. i am Okay. i suppose it is simply my destiny to die alone. Abandoned. Without a soul in the world to care for me. [delicately wipes a glistening tear from my eye] i'm not bothered. i Understand why you all Hate Me and wish me dead. after all, maybe it is all for the best....... [i stare forlornly into the middle distance, allowing my limbs to go slack as i lie back and wait to wither away, ignored forever]
College kids literally don’t care about walking in the way of cars at school because we’re like “hit me i don’t care pay my tuition.”
“Hit me my thesis is due in 12 hours and I haven’t started it”
“Hit me I have a final in an hour and I didn’t study”
“Hit me I’ve been on a 24 hour drinking binge and I’m invincible”
“Hit me. You’re a university vehicle and I’ll get free tuition.”
“Hit me I feel like a failure anyway”
(via infelicific)
Repeat: I’m stronger than I think I am. Right now I’m here breathing. My lungs, my heart and the rest of my body is telling me that they trust me. They support me to live, and I can make peace with my mind again. I can go on. I’m much more than what my brain makes me feel when it’s miserable. Breathe. Stronger.
- me: *impulsively tells someone a fucked up thing about myself*
- them: that doesn't sound healthy
- me: yeah lol
- me: *thinks about what i told them for 5 hours*
- me: why the fuck
- Friend: Do you use Tumblr? It's so funny!
- Me: eh...sometimes...I'm not that into it
- Friend: Aw I was gonna say follow me! Oh well
- Me: Yeah sorry :/
- Me: *continues to be a world famous blogger*
- me: *impulsively tells someone a fucked up thing about myself*
- them: that doesn't sound healthy
- me: yeah lol
- me: *thinks about what i told them for 5 hours*
- me: why the fuck
IF YOU CANT HANDLE ME AT MY WORST, JUST REMEMBER THAT I HANDLE ME AT MY WORST AND THAT MAKES ME STRONGER THAN YOU
Oh my goodness this makes me feel powerful I hadn’t even thought of it like this.
I want someone to ruin me and torture me… and rake their nails down my skin and mark me with hickeys–
but
I also want someone to tease me and be gentle and drive me crazy with small touches and kisses….
BUT ALAS I AM BUT A VIRGIN BAB WHO DOESN’T WANT TO HAVE SEX??? BUT WANTS TO HAVE SEX???
Me: I have NO idea what to wear tonight.
FBI Agent watching me through my webcam: Well let us see some options.
Me, shocked, but also wanting help:
