December 2011
4 posts
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October 2011
10 posts
If you feel like crap, you won't anymore! →
“If you’re dealing with an asshole in real life, nine times out of 10,...”
– Daniel O’Brien in one of the most hilarious/truthful articles I’ve read on Cracked.com
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I found the article and video to be incredibly... →
listen, then you can hear my heart breaking
it’s a common woe. a common complaint. a common feeling.
i’ve lived my entire life feeling like no one ever listens to me. ever.
i feel like i talk, but nobody hears me. it’s like i talk to myself, in a windtunnel. fun times, really.
and the worst thing about this is the more i feel ignored, and the more i think people aren’t listening to me, the more likely i’m...
September 2011
2 posts
“He would walk though his neighborhood, hoping to meet people who didn’t...”
– -wiki for Michael Jackson’s “Off the Wall” album elaborating on his experience recording the album
~one of the saddest and oddly beautiful quotes I’ve ever read about loneliness~
July 2011
1 post
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June 2011
6 posts
Every Goddamn Nap Time - Imgur →
omg, i feel this way ALWAYS!
Watchmandaflewaway:
CLICK TO MAKE SOME MUSIC
True Confession #1
People with piercing blue eyes tend to distract me.
I can’t look them in the face when I’m talking to them. It’s not even a real intimidation kind of thing, it’s just that the eyes distract me.
May 2011
2 posts
February 2011
1 post
January 2011
1 post
Dear Tumblr
oatmeal:
If you’re going to go down, you might as well blame it on an imaginary animal like Twitter did with their infamous Fail Whale. I’ve taken the liberty of creating this animal for you:
Please use it.
Please oh please.
-The Oatmeal
this.
December 2010
2 posts
i dreamed of YOU.
believe me, it was not what i wanted. i don’t even think about you anymore. i don’t hate you anymore because i’ve moved on and accepted what my real feelings were. i HAD feelings for you, which was why i felt like you betrayed me.
surprised, right?
well, just rest assured that i’m finally, FINALLY, smack dab in the “ugh, seriously? what the FUCK...
October 2010
2 posts
what to do?
this morning i was doing my bi-yearly check of myspace. i know, i know… but i have family that refuses to get on facebook. whatever, that is not the point. the poin is this:
who is amy?
well, succinctly, she’s the person that ruined my life in middle school.
you might be wondering why i still think something that happened in middle school is still a big deal to me. well, that can...
17234.) You're the worst "Best Friend" I've ever...
I know this defeats the purpose the anonymity of Blog Secret, but I wrote this back in July/August 2008. I know, because I wrote this down so I could keep track of it. The person I wrote this about is still my best friend, but we’ve made amends since this.
It’s so funny to see this with 2 years of growth between it.
August 2010
2 posts
tumblrbot asked: WHAT IS YOUR EARLIEST HUMAN MEMORY?
July 2010
5 posts
dachesterfrench:
Lauryn Hill - “Repercussions”
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The "Him" I loved is a person that no longer...
I dreamed about Him again a couple nights ago. It was so vivid and slightly intense. A side effect of sorts, I assume.
In the dream my family had been warning me to stay away from Him. They didn’t trust me to be myself. They didn’t want me to cheat on my Husband. I promised them I wouldn’t. Then I went into my room, and there He was waiting for me. Telling me how He missed me,...
I am a Phoenix!
re·born (r-bôrn)adj.Emotionally or spiritually revived or regenerated. Most beings spring from other individuals; but there is a certain kind which reproduces itself. The Assyrians call it the Phoenix.
Almost two months ago, I would have given anything to end my entire life. Today, there is no such longing. I am free. I am renewed. I am reborn. I am me. For the very first time.
“Advice is what we ask for when we already know the answer but wish we didn’t.”
– Erica Jong (via cerolink)
“Your kind often complains about “invisibility,” but the truth is...”
June 2010
9 posts
19??-2010 : Deceased
I broke down today.
I tried to ferociously clean my shower, and I kind of lost it.
I realized that you’re no good for my emotional repair.
I can’t have you in my life. Not until I’m fixed.
And not until you’re fixed either.
My therapist recommended it.
I couldn’t disagree.
I’m sorry.
Dreams; Bettie
Part I:
Last night I dreamed about him. I haven’t dreamed about him since the last time I talked to him. But this dream was unlike any other.
I said goodbye to him in this dream. And he told me he loved me, and that he always had.
It’s probably not even close to the truth, but I’ll take it.
Part II:
The cancer has spread.
I’m so fucking scared. I’ve never been...
Tomorrow = 2 weeks.
I’ve been taking care of myself, from the deepest parts of me that needed care. It seems like it’s working.
That Monday seems like a nightmare I had in another lifetime.
I feel like I’m becoming myself. My true honest to God self!
I like it.
It’s amazing how people show you who they really are when you allow yourself to open up to them.
For the last week, several people I hadn’t expected to told me how much they loved me and how much they cared for me. The emailed me, called me and/or came to visit. They let me know that I wasn’t alone, and that they we’re always here for me.
For the first time in many...
“Ex-Factor”- Lauryn Hill
-ever since...
you're so vain. you probably think this post is...
did you know::
-i don’t have a single story or memory about you that is remotely flattering of you in anyway shape or form?
-if i ever brought you up to someone else, i was almost always greeted with a stink face and utterances of how much that person doesn’t like you?
-i never have a good answer to the question of why i made friends with you?
-the day i realized you knew nothing...
May 2010
4 posts
you're a bad friend.
no one else, including myself, will ever tell you this in person, but you are. you’re a really terrible friend.
i’m done with you. sorry.
(By the way, apparently, I’m not like most women and how they just choose bad romantic relationships. I just tend to choose horrible goddamn friends.)
I'll never forget the first and last time I tried...
Me: I feel like I haven't been myself lately. I can't stop eating. Like I'm trying to drown my feelings. It sucks!
Him: You think you might be depressed.
Me: I dunno, maybe.
Him: Hmmm. (Pauses) I always thought depression made you LOSE your appetite.
Me: (Pause) Um... I guess? I think there are different types of symptoms though.
Him: I dunno. I just always figured depressed people never ate. Maybe it's something else for you.
Me: (Shuts mouth and vows never to reveal that much of myself to anyone else again)
I'm the best...I did it. *stares off in space for...
So.
What’s up?
Oh, yeah, that’s pretty awesome.
Me?
Nothing much.
Just had a total relapse.
Yeah, see my life, it’s kind of stupid. I think so, anyway. And when I was a child I always felt like my life was stupid and worthless. Never really got the news from someone that mattered that maybe it wasn’t. But, whatever, that’s a different story.
So, like, I kept on...