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February 2012

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  • Anyone: What's wrong?
  • My mind: I used to do so well in school but I'm not anymore.
  • My mind: The people I call friends, aren't my actual friends.
  • My mind: I'm constantly feeling alone.
  • My mind: I'm starting to look at myself different.
  • My mind: Nothing feels the same anymore.
  • My mind: I feel like I'm going to fail at anything I try to do.
  • My mind: I feel like no one cares about me.
  • My mind: I just wanna sleep all day and never wake up.
  • Me: Oh nothing I'm fine.
Feb 29, 2012289,334 notes
blue blood: It’s 5am in the morning where I live and I haven’t slept at all. I... → conatur.tumblr.com

conatur:

It’s 5am in the morning where I live and I haven’t slept at all. I think I’m going to tell my parents that I think something’s not right with me. I’m going to tell them that I cut. And that I’m suffering. And that I’m afraid. I’ve been trying to work up the courage to ask for help about this for…

Feb 29, 20123 notes
Feb 29, 201291,532 notes

ice-cream-skies:

I still need to work on that listening exercise for Monday but every time I think about it I start to feel really anxious. 

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Feb 25, 20122 notes
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Feb 25, 2012
Beautiful movie, which you should definately watch! → youtube.com
Feb 25, 2012
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Feb 24, 2012137,712 notes
A Red Head in Austin: A cautionary tale for Chris Brown fans → drdonnaatx.tumblr.com

drdonnaatx:

 

When I was 19 I married my high school sweetheart. He had never hit me in anyway. Never had yelled at me. He was in the Navy and we moved nearly 1000 miles away from home. We had been married one week when he first slapped me. I forgave him. We had been married about a year when he first punched me in the stomach. I forgave him. After about a year and a half it became common for him to slap, punch or kick me. I lived for the times he was out to sea. I made excuses. I never blamed him, I always blamed me. After three years of marriage we moved back to our home state. After we had been to visit family, he punched me the entire trip home and had left bruises on my face and arms. All because I smiled and hugged one my best friends a gay man. I knew he would kill me. I went to work the next day and was paid while I found a shelter and went to a doctor. I went home and packed. He came home early and proceeded to beat me with his fists, a belt and kicked me repeatedly. He also threw me down stairs. The only reason I’m alive is that I played dead and he went to look for something to put “that dead cunt in”. I was able to open the door and get out of that apartment and stop a car and get help. I found out later that the doctors at the hospital didn’t think I would make it through the night. I had 4 broken ribs, a punctured lung, fractured skull, broken leg, fractured leg, a broken nose, a broken ankle and various other injuries. They told my dad that if I hasn’t told the person that took me to the hospital what had happened they would have thought I had been in a car accident. They told dad it would be a miracle if I lived. My dad was planning my funeral in his head. When I woke up I talked to the police, got a restraining order and filed for divorce. He went to jail for less than a year.

He remarried someone who knew me. Someone who had seen the pictures, someone who wouldn’t listen to me. She said he was “too hot to do that” she also said “he can hit me anytime”. He does, I’ve seen her bruises. She is living in hell now because she didn’t listen or pay attention to the police report.

Those girls out there saying that Chris Brown can hit them. He will girls and next time he’ll be sure to get someone that is not famous and won’t have an army behind her. He might even kill you but don’t worry sure he will look “hot” doing it. Grow up and stop idolizing an abuser. He doesn’t deserve a Grammy, a number 1 album. He deserves to be treated the same way he treated Rhianna. If you want to see what someone like him can do volunteer at a shelter and you will see.

Feb 21, 20125,131 notes
  • bases for normal people:
  • 1st: kissing
  • 2nd: kinky stuff
  • 3rd: oral
  • home run: sex
  • bases for me:
  • 1st: knowing each other's existence
  • 2nd: breathing the same air
  • 3rd: eye contact
  • home run: speaking to each other
Feb 19, 201264,132 notes
Feb 16, 201292 notes
Who wants to be my Tumblr valentine?

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Feb 14, 20126,483 notes
Feb 13, 201223,607 notes
I want to draw but my only eraser got swallowed up by the vacuum cleaner.

ice-cream-skies:

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I LOLled when I saw this. And I still am !!!

Feb 11, 20122 notes
I've never had a Valentine.
Feb 9, 201229 notes
I hate my stomach and my thighs. I hate my hair and my teeth. I hate how my clothes look on me, I hate how much make-up I wear. I hate my voice. I hate how I talk to people. I hate my personality. I hate that everything gets to me and I care too much. I hate that I'm never smart enough. I hate that I'm not enough for anyone. I just want to be everything that I'm not.
Feb 3, 2012128,751 notes
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Feb 3, 201231 notes
Reblog if you honestly think you are ugly.
Feb 2, 201286,970 notes
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