January 2010
159 posts
Less Than 5 Minutes
It’s less than 5 minutes to the New Year and I’m alone.
December 2009
112 posts
steampoweredmedia:
constantwanderlust:
thewordunheard:
I bought a pair of size 6 jeans today. 2010 is gonna be a good year.
I hope you meant this as a joke. I can think of a lot of awful things that could befall someone that would have absolutely nothing to do with their clothing size.
Here’s hoping my dashboard tomorrow isn’t filled with lists of resolutions like “lose 10 lbs”, but...
"i hate how everything in your life is a goddamn...
suicideunderground:
floatingintheblue:
why don’t you fuck right off
you’re not the one struggling with this mental illness and just trying to graduate grade 12
just fuck off and leave me be
i’m so stressed out i want to die and you screaming at me is only making it worse
know this way too well .___.
It’s amazing how much better we’d all be if someone just loved us.
2009, Not So Fine - 2010, Let's Try This Again
The Resolutions - Which I may or may not follow, complete or even look at again after the second of January.
the obligatory ‘lose weight’ - I’m a girl and therefore will always think I am not thin enough yet probably still eat that pie. But I’m at least going to try to keep up with the exercising I’ve been doing lately, if only for the supposed ‘mood...
Voodoo Girl
suicideunderground:
spiderlashes:
Her skin is white cloth, and she’s all sewn apart and she has many colored pins sticking out of her heart.
She has many different zombies who are deeply in her trance. She even has a zombie who was originally from France.
But she knows she has a curse on her, a curse she cannot win. For if someone gets too close to her,
the pins stick farther in.
- Tim...
Sooo, yeah.
I haven’t logged into Tumblr in oh, about four days, and I am now contemplating clicking back through all the days I missed. The upside to this would that it’d fill the time and I might stumble across something awesome. (Like I usually do.) But the downside to this is that it would take forever and I’d have to sort through some really whimsy, yellow stained photos that I am just...
230
So I get to leave work ‘early’ today at 230pm. It was going to be at noon but then a water poison-er said “Oh no, that’s too early. What if a student comes by and needs help?”
ummm…What students? It’s Christmas Eve! Campus is dead. Geeze.
Harry Potter Butter Beer Recipes for the Holidays →
(via lookatthisfrakkinggeekster)
Colonial
Why am I not living on a moon colony or something?! Why?! I want to stare out my window and see things like the post below this!
I’m a sad-sack, sadistic bastard that just can’t stop.
“You said you hate my suffering,
and you understood,
and you’d take care of me....”
– Bright Eyes (via suicideunderground)
steampoweredmedia:
bibliotheque:
Mountain...
Memory Unfortunate
I remember everything. Vividly and in the block coloring of old time-y Technicolor.
Grinter Hall
I’m in your records, certifying your degrees.
“But when it came right down to it, the skin of my wrist looked so white and...”
– “The Bell Jar” Sylvia Plath (via milktrees) (via suicideunderground)
“My one regret in life is that I am not someone else.”
– ~Woody Allen
“Interestingly, according to modern astronomers, space is finite. This is a very...”
– ~Woody Allen
64
It’s sixty four degrees in my office and they still won’t turn on the heat. I’m wrapped in a fleece blanket and typing with gloves on. UF is not my friend today. At all. I hate you, UF. I hate you.
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Crash Cart
My heart stopped around this time two years ago. Here’s to the ER staff and a crash cart.
Boss
My boss just called a meeting at 4:30pm today. He does know that I’m leaving at five right?
I Wonder
Is the ability to leave someone a sign of true love or the absence of it?