ur insecure ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
i kno what for ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
ur a bitch ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
i have two moods:
1. everybody get the fuck away from me
2. someone come over and cuddle and watch movies with me
there is no in between
- Hedonist Poet (via hedonistpoet)
FUN STORY: my grandma lives in a city that was currently taken over by drug dealers and gangs and it’s now divided in two and my grandma is the oNLY CITIZEN IN THE WHOLE CITY who can go walking freely through both sides of the town because she used to do community work and feed the poor kids and those gang members were all fed by her so they let her come and go as she wants SO WHAT WE LEARN TODAY IS TO BE FUCKING NICE TO KIDS BC U MIGHT BE DEALING W FUTURE GANG MEMBERS
Why do people get their ears pierced at 13 I’m blessed my parents did that when I was 2 weeks old
my mom didn’t pierce my ears when i was a baby because she believed in the concept of bodily autonomy and that it was my body and i should be the one to decide whether or not i want permanent (sorta) holes in my ears?? i got my earlobes pierced at 18 lol i would never do that to my newborn/infant like what if they didn’t want earrings or whatever
lol I got mine when I was really little because everyone thought I was a boy. ಠ_ಠ thanks mom.
September 16, 2014
I’ve always had problems of letting people go. Even if they fill me with poison.
But it is better to have a few people, who will let you grow, in your life than to have people who rot your insides.
please dont delete the source/caption thanks xx
Anonymous asked: You complain about how life is so tough and how you're so alone, yet you sit on Tumblr all day instead of doing something with your life. Lol your pathetic. All you want is pity.
Okay listen, Anon.
I’m rarely on Tumblr. I usually have my Queue+ posting all day. I work full time, and attend university full time. I queue thousands of posts every weekend (it takes me like 5 minutes to do with Queue+), and let that run throughout the week.
I’m sorry for needing a place to vent and complain. For some reason, I thought this site was a place where people could be open about their feelings and thoughts. Guess I was wrong.
Honestly, It’s people like you who make it impossible for people to open up to others. It’s people like you who make me scared to make new friends.
Also, It’s you’re not your. So kindly fuck off and let me blog in peace :)
R.I.P. The 2976 American people that lost their lives on 9/11 and R.I.P. the 48,644 Afghan and 1,690,903 Iraqi and 35000 Pakistani people that paid the ultimate price for a crime they did not commit
this is the only september 11th post I’m reblogging