when you find a pen that glides across the page like its ink is the tears of Jesus
Omfg rofl!!!
June 2013
do you ever pee and then you still have to pee after you pee but you cant pee because you just peed
May 2013
Does Love Actually Exist?
It doesn’t matter if I’m in Southern Ontario or BC or wherever else. I have THE shittiest luck with women. I don’t even know what happened, but Yasmine has practically fallen off the face of the planet. I understand she has to juggle law school and a full time job, but the continuous excuse to not have time for a reply a couple times a day through text is really aggravating. I didn’t mind considering a long distance relationship again because I know all the girls in my area fall into the same stereotypical category and follow a “scene”. Not to mention their love of drama and sleeping with everyone and anyone’s friends and exes. Why was I born a lesbian? Seriously. When I was dating guys in high school I had no problems meeting great guys that weren’t assholes and were loyal, good looking, funny, thoughtful. But holy flying fuck. WOMEN. Women are the most complicated, frustrating beings on the entire planet! Ugh. I can’t take this anymore. I’m doing everything I can to excel in life now that I know what I want from it and what i need to do. But today’s economy make it hard to find and keep a job and today’s generation make it impossible to meet a decent, monogamous, attractive, sweet and non bullshitting lesbian.
DEAR WORLD. PROVE ME WRONG.
April 2013
Alone.
I woke up crying and shaking. My thoughts were screaming. It was a nightmare i knew would come around again soon.
My Mom. Trying to kill me.
Shes never actually tried to. But her evil words and hate and bullying and denial etc kill my heart. Its been a while since i last dreamt of this scenario…ive been doing so well… 5 years back i remember having these nightmares almost every other night for months close to a year after my dad had his heart attack and brain injury and my mother took off without saying goodbye the morning of my birthday.
I wish i had someone to talk to or cry to. Someone to comfort me with affection. Yasmine has been going through so much. Her grandma is in the hospital and they dont know how long she has left. And i wish i could call my father but i kind of cant…its not the same. Yasmine never has time for me. Even before her grandma was hospitalized. She makes less and less time for me….she doesnt realize how much she comforts me with little effort. But now there isnt even a way to talk to her. It could be an emergency and she wouldnt even know. I miss her…terribly…so sincerely….but im starting to question why i even bother anymore. I don’t know what happened but i am now far from her priority. Im lucky to get -A- short message from her once a day that says I Love You. This doesnt feel like a relationship. But the thought of being with anyone else just feels wrong…..i hate this….
“I promise to plant kisses like seeds on your body, so in time you can grow to love yourself as I love you.”
—Tyler Knott Gregson (via fawun)
gay marriage is legal in the sims god damn it real world sort your shit out
