May 2010
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Ask me some shit. http://formspring.me/beliefingravity
I’m pretty sure sleeping on this isn’t gonna help, because I feel pretty shitty right now and nothing’s gonna change in ~9 hours.
“You right now = in deep shit.”
I want him here so bad right now. I’m feeling scared and insecure and I wish he could hold me.
Tomorrow is gonna suck
big hairy donkey balls.
Breakfast at 9:15. Ultrasound at 10 (they FINALLY scheduled it). Back to Salem. Leaving almost immediately after I get back, theoretically. Packing all my stuff in Dad’s car with Cameron. Going to Dad’s house; Cameron spending the night, possibly two nights, then back to Hendo to go to his last day of anger management and pick up his paycheck to pay for it. Joy...
“Salem College bullshit: the best in the world.”
Fucking fuck shit
I am at that stage of depression where you’re so depressed that anything you say makes you want to smack yourself for daring to talk about your meaningless feelings because you don’t have the right to complain.
Like right now I want to ctrl+a and delete…
Do not seek me out tonight. I am not good company. This is no one’s fault, although a fight with Cameron and I set it...
“The poet tells us of a spear which yet
Might cure the wound that it itself had...”
– Goethe, Torquato Tasso
When you’re so tired you think it’s a good idea to call your bank and find out if you have seven cents or eight, it’s time for bed.
I hate insomnia. My body is tired and I can’t really think coherently but I can’t sleep. (I can spell ‘coherently’, however.)
Happy Mother's Day
fakescience:
They do not.
Is it bad when...
You stumble upon a highly pornographic image and your first thought is “Hey, I have those stockings! I stole them from Wal-Mart.”
Classy, huh?
So far...
Garden of Eden, by Ernest Hemingway, seems to just be about a writer who’s angsting about his wife’s love for ass play.
I really wish I was joking. I really wish that I could assume I’m misunderstanding this.
He also complains about her tanning addiction and her habit of cutting her hair short (boy short the first time, buzz cut the second).
The funniest scenes in the book -...
“Yeah, fuck that, I am so not going to try to post 10 french poems when the...”
– my inner voice
Cgunit - Online Gallery →
Amazing. Go look at this art. Especially Chiara Bautista and Thomas Colwyn.
What Tree Rings Mean
fakescience:
NEW FAVORITE TUMBLR
How Do We Get Oil?
fakescience:
Cleaning and packing: there is method to my...
Today: Do some sinklaundry (bras and underwear), or steal someone’s laundry card if anyone has one up for some stealin’ (and do an actual load). Work frantically on stretches to attempt to do awesomely on the post-fitness test tomorrow. Eat. Read some Hemingway (Hemingway FTW!) and/or Lofts. Try to figure out what Cameron & I are going to do for the Week Of Doom. Stress over...
Don't you hate it when people make a joke about...
alliewriteslove:
stealtheskyline:
cowardsaregolden:
atlanticlungs:yourloveisalie:alltimebryannah:recordedbutterflies:
and no one even notices.
:(
I need something to go right.
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Things I have decided in the past few days.
1. Whatever is wrong with my body, it needs to stop. Really. This is no longer a mild annoyance, it’s progressing to something that’s really scaring me. I don’t need this stress right now. 2. I am very lucky to have Cam. I have no worries about our ability to handle anything the future throws at us. I just want to get home, where he and I can both deal with things instead of me...
Hospital faaaaail.
So I felt like utter shite today. Exhausted, about to pass out, trembly, dizzy, hard to breathe.
I called my doc; they told me to go to the ER.
While in the waiting room, I realized I was so exhausted and dizzy because I was having trouble breathing.
I explained all of this to the docs.
So a nurse comes in to do an EKG (which was perfectly normal) and draw blood. IV or blood-drawing needles,...
He just has, like, no cultural refinement, you know? Cause he’s from the boonies.