thank you bestie <3333
Today.
Here’s a giant Fuck You to you, dear OCD.
You will not get in my way today, I am being way too productive for you to bring me down :D
My hair is doing all sorts of flips now that I’m letting it go au natural. Hah.
Hell
No matter how hard I strain my voice, no matter how much I think I yell…all that comes out is a muffled scream.
A plea that no living person seems to hear, let alone understand.
Despite the illusion, we are alone and we will die alone.
However, I think I might have a little more fight in me.
Lets hope so.
Un grand merci à mes fidèles
With my bad French aside, seriously you guys, thanks.
I pride myself in rarely reblogging and making sure everything I post on my blog is a little part of me.
Will blog more the second I get off work, I have a killer migraine.
Youth Today
So, I’ve worn a wedding band ring to work for years now. It’s good for keeping creepers at bay. Today a customer noticed it for the first time. He asked me if I was married, I said yes.
His next question was, ” You have a child already?”
Seriously? Teen pregnancy is so high nowadays that most people think that one must get knocked up before marriage? Where is the love?
Thanks a lot slutty youth.
I’m okay with my meaty bones :P
bring on the fight.
I have my warpaint on (make-up).
I’m drinking my poison (coffee).
My helmet is polished (hair).
And my anthem is echoing off the walls (the Clash).
Fucking bring it on world. I am ready.
(Source: brodymarx)
