cuddlebeans asked: I know, RIGHT?! Who are you, YODA? Quite unfortunate looking you are!!!
I get silly ass a question like, “are you online?” - how the fuck else does use the internet.
cuddlebeans asked: I know, RIGHT?! Who are you, YODA? Quite unfortunate looking you are!!!
I get silly ass a question like, “are you online?” - how the fuck else does use the internet.
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not safe for facebook…
Imma gonna be real and say this; I feel the same way about being gay right now the way blacks felt in the 60’s-70’s. I’ve been thinking about this for the past week. I think because if folks said racists things about blacks I know everybody would be raising hell. But when I hear homophobic remarks (at work or school) nobody says a thing. Gay plight is not the same as black plight - but no minority group has the monopoly on being discriminated against. Just thinking out loud.” - Me.
reblog if you’re single
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i hope kitty is alright.
Here is a blog that will change your LIFE - it’s a must follow
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truly…
sexy to me is watching someone solving a rubik’s cube…truly.
sad…
how to fix this?
Black Summer’s Night (album by Maxwell) comes to mind when I see this gorgeous picture.
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Reblog if you think gay marriage should be legal.
is it even possible to get that amount of notes?
Holy shit. The notes. I love humanity sometimes.
HOLY FUCK THE NOTES.
oh wow those notes! Let’s get to 190!
wow, definitely worth the number of notes, but wow
yus
This just makes me happy <3
It should have been legal from the start.
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This is Stephanie. She is 17 years old and has brain cancer. She is the sweetest, strongest girl ever. She’s currently in the hospital and she’s paralyzed. She’s beautiful. So if you can post a picture of a tan girl in a bikini, this won’t ruin your blog. It only takes a second to reblog. Get better soon Steph, you’re not going anywhere just yet. <3
Fuck you, Jesus. Get your own heroin.
that’s weird, I also like to keep a skull next to me on a small portable table when I shoot up with jesus
always keep nunchuks on the doorknob when you lock yourself in with drug jesus
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and a wave back to you? who are you? cause you’ve been sending me some pretty random post?!? and i’m online right now.
new year…
i started this whole blog thing because of the coming of a new year. i think it was 2010 but i don’t really remember. i needed an outlet for all the things that stream and run through this brain of mine. for a person that thinks a lot i sure am quite quiet. i’ve probably said it before but after mama died i lost myself completely. partly due to the fact for about 3 years or so i took care of her; she was always my world but she ended up becoming my life. i would like to reiterate that this was my choice and wasn’t forced by anyone to take care of her - she was my best-friend. but sometime her sickness became my burden and i smoked the pressure away. like everyday. i’m telling you all this so you can get a clearer, bigger picture of what happened next. well, she died, at home with me and some family. one day i will go into all of what happened that morning/week but i just don’t want to right now.
the point is i literally lost my mind because all that attention i but into taking care of someone else had no place to go. so i went crazy. no joke scratching the walls nuts. but i’m okay now.
this will be my first year without therapy in about two and a half years. im a bit nervous about it but i will be okay. i just wanted to say all this aloud. kinda been scattered brained, tired, and not going to class - but i get my footing soon and really kick some ass this new year.
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This isn’t some tan girl covered in makeup with perfectly straight hair and a perfect smile. This is a girl with Pfeiffer Syndrome, who has had bangs her whole life to hide her forehead and struggles everyday to be okay with looking this way. She’s had several surgeries and will have a couple more. she can’t wear makeup much, her eyes are sensitive. Her jaw is misaligned. Her forehead is too thick and has to be shaven down. Her cheekdowns have to be moved forward by surgery. when she was four she had something called a ‘halo’ which was a metal circle screwed into her skull and jaw.
though she fought through it medically, she struggles everyday with the emotional sideeffects. she doesn’t look like her family or her friends. she may never look normal. she has depression and eating issues because of what she has had to accept about herself. she has done awful things to be pretty.
nobody ever sees her without makeup or without bangs.
until now.
She, is me.
and if I make your blog ugly, than don’t reblog this. but if you can be one of the few people in my life who I know are fully comfortable with it, than reblog this so people know.
you are beautiful. even if you don’t realize it, you are. everyone is,