I’m so angry at myself. I’m uncontrollably, incomprehensibly angry at myself. I keep ricocheting between waves of rage and sadness. I’m emotionally drained, you have left me hollow. So I shut you out, I turned to ice … I became inexplainable. I’m afraid, I wish I could say. I’m afraid you will hurt me. Why did you do this? Why didn’t I realize what you were doing? I handled it fine, at first, I thought we had a mutual understanding. Big fucking lesson learned. Never make assumptions, EVER. You opened up your pages to me, everything I didn’t ask to hear. Everything I didn’t want to hear, or start, or touch, or acknowledge was there. And now I can’t look at you. I can barely breathe. I should have turned and ran the minute you held my waist. The second you turned my cheek and leaned down to kiss me and press me against you. Now these thoughts haven’t left me since. I’m drowning in them, suffocating. I’m withering away because of you. You’re poison. You’re fucking arsenic in my blood.
10 Dec 2013 / 0 notes
Here is the world. Beautiful and terrible things will happen. Don’t be afraid."
I must have reblogged this or liked this somewhere once or a million times … I still love it.
10 Dec 2013 / 1 note
for the big day …this.
so necessary …
Made new friends today … always had friendly conversation with two guys in our class but finally got together, went out for drinks, had girl-boy talk, witnessed a hardcore bromance, repeatedly cracked up, used presentation notes as coasters, discussed starting a talk show, roleplayed having “the talk”, wondered why we hadn’t gotten together sooner.
9 Dec 2013 / 2 notes
9 Dec 2013 / 9 notes
Stop. Breathe. Read before bed. Never lose sight of why you’re here. Wear a dress that makes you feel hot. Moisturize. Wash your face twice a day. Hang your clothes up when you get home. Balance. Manage your budget and time. Sleep in on Fridays. Talk to your friends as often as possible. Make it work. Kiss him, wrap your arms around him. Don’t let him control who you are. You can dance with somebody else. Let him hold your head and kiss you. Always remember you’re one of a kind. Have fun. Say “yes.”
9 Dec 2013 / 0 notes
The best sign of a healthy relationship is no sign of it on Facebook.
Can I print flyers of this please