I get why people do this now.
It’s like being high…
but tastier.
I’m not sure if it’s love I’m looking for. Don’t know if I’ve ever been looking for love. Maybe just affection, not attention but affection. Y’know?
I spend most of my days with the exception of the last few weeks in complete rage and depression. It’s not even like I have that much to be freaking out about, but in a way it’s worse like that because I hate myself for being depressed over lesser things than others.
It all comes down to not being good enough. Not good enough for college, or relationships with certain people, or jobs that I WANT to have, etc. Parents think their anger and punishments are motivating me, fuck no. They’re driving me further into myself.
I might’ve started cutting again, i’m not sure. There’s a mark on my arm but idk when I got it, but it couldn’t have been long ago.
You’d think that after I realized how awful suicide is I’d stop thinking about it, but not really. The idea is coming around now. I’m more likely to just go on the run though, and find a job, live on the streets of Langley for some time. I’ve been a pussy all my life and I’m not gonna pussy out in the biggest way possible. I refuse to. I draw the line at suicide.
My knuckles have been cracked and bleeding for several days from constant beating of brick walls and things. They don’t even hurt anymore.
The stress is too much for me, and my parents are going to try to restrict me socially, and refused my offer to even let me wait for the fall semester and work for the 4 months I didn’t have school.
If it comes down to it, I’ll just not register. It’s MY money that’s getting used up anyway. I’m sick of this bullshit and I need a break from their pressure. Work related pressure is fine, because I don’t have to take that home and have it on my conscious for ages. Maybe with my job i’ll make enough to move out. That’d be nice.
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‘The narrow end was smeared brown as if by a single stroke, but the thick end was unused.’
Oh my god
“She could see that it was bigger than she first thought.”
“a sound came outof that mouth, like a thousand angry hornets, and she came for him”
ladies and gentlemen, the Child Thief. No where near a porno I swear.
“I don’t consider myself a battered woman—that’s certainly not what brought me here (with my own handkerchiefs, I’ll have you know: yours are much too thin for the kind of tears I’ve been wringing into my bed)—but an innocent trip on the metro today threw this into question (I know we’re supposed to stay in our rooms, but the bombshell from Belize on the floor above me was pummeling her pillow with such ferocity that bits of ceiling plaster were flaking into my distressed hairdo, and my mournful trance was knocked loose).”
What the literal fuck?(The book is “Paris Out of Hand”, just for the record.)
((‘Once more blast from the gun - and another pyrrhic victory - later and the Commander found herself and her crew (minus EO 3) looking at two corpses at their feet’
- Doctor Who, The Glamour Chase. By Gary Russell.
I don’t….I don’t understand. ))
[[ ‘I had been thinking about Lend on and off all day.’Yeah, pretty much just thinking about people. ]]
OOC:
“An easy way of obtaining these direction cosines is to form a unit vector uA in the direction of A, Fig. 2-26”
…My Engineering Statics book was the closest thing, okay.
A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Oh God…
“When they him spy,
As wild geese that the creeping fowler eye,
Or russet-pated choughs, many in sort,
Rising and cawing at the gun’s report,
Sever themselves and madly sweep the sky;
So at his sight away his fellows fly,
And at our stamp here o’er and o’er one falls;
He murder cries and help from Athens calls.”
……………well.
“I should head home actually,” I said. “I’m kinda tired.”
well
On the farm thus acquired John Ferrier built himself a substantial log-house, which received so many additions in the succeeding years that it grew into a roomy villa.
Okay. A Study in Scarlet, everyone. Interpret that.
“So I quickly invented my Super-Axe-Hacker which whacked off four Truffula Trees at one smacker.”… ouch.
”Copy software illegally and you could get this hardware absolutely free.” (picture of handcuffs)…Kinky?](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxij27BHZ21qk3xgoo1_400.jpg)
‘The narrow end was smeared brown as if by a single stroke, but the thick end was unused.’
Oh my god
“She could see that it was bigger than she first thought.”
“a sound came outof that mouth, like a thousand angry hornets, and she came for him”
ladies and gentlemen, the Child Thief. No where near a porno I swear.
“I don’t consider myself a battered woman—that’s certainly not what brought me here (with my own handkerchiefs, I’ll have you know: yours are much too thin for the kind of tears I’ve been wringing into my bed)—but an innocent trip on the metro today threw this into question (I know we’re supposed to stay in our rooms, but the bombshell from Belize on the floor above me was pummeling her pillow with such ferocity that bits of ceiling plaster were flaking into my distressed hairdo, and my mournful trance was knocked loose).”
What the literal fuck?
(The book is “Paris Out of Hand”, just for the record.)((‘Once more blast from the gun - and another pyrrhic victory - later and the Commander found herself and her crew (minus EO 3) looking at two corpses at their feet’
- Doctor Who, The Glamour Chase. By Gary Russell.
I don’t….I don’t understand. ))
[[ ‘I had been thinking about Lend on and off all day.’
Yeah, pretty much just thinking about people. ]]OOC:
“An easy way of obtaining these direction cosines is to form a unit vector uA in the direction of A, Fig. 2-26”
…My Engineering Statics book was the closest thing, okay.
A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Oh God…
“When they him spy,
As wild geese that the creeping fowler eye,
Or russet-pated choughs, many in sort,
Rising and cawing at the gun’s report,
Sever themselves and madly sweep the sky;
So at his sight away his fellows fly,
And at our stamp here o’er and o’er one falls;
He murder cries and help from Athens calls.”
……………well.
“I should head home actually,” I said. “I’m kinda tired.”
well
On the farm thus acquired John Ferrier built himself a substantial log-house, which received so many additions in the succeeding years that it grew into a roomy villa.
Okay. A Study in Scarlet, everyone. Interpret that.
“So I quickly invented my Super-Axe-Hacker which whacked off four Truffula Trees at one smacker.”
… ouch.
”Copy software illegally and you could get this hardware absolutely free.” (picture of handcuffs)
…Kinky?
(Source: thefuckwouldisaywhatfor)
Oh God, I just made this totally bitchin steampunk bracer, but all the superglue, melting metal, and alcohol ink fumes make me feel sick and head spinny.
THAT PARTY
made my life
ALL NIGHTERRRRRR
GOT THIS.
I HAVE TO STAY UP FOR THE REMAINING 3 HOURS OF THIS NIGHT, IN ORDER TO MAKE IT TO CLASS TODAYMORROW.
AAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAH
Anonymous asked: cool blog 8D
Why thank you!
My studio is set up. I will be recording things, and uploading them to places. Mmkay?
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