So. I recently graduated. I’m supposed to be all happy and what not. Well. I have no direction in my life. Right now I’m just a crew member at Wendy’s. I have no career/future goals. I’m usually a happy person. Right now I’m just pessimistic. I don’t really have too much to look forward to anymore. My family is broke. Brother has surgery next week. I don’t have a car and work requires one or else my parents have to keep taking off work early which they can’t keep doing. Yes, my life isn’t the worst, but I’m just in a bad place right now. Everyone’s giving me hell about my future. I just don’t know what to tell them. My actual answer isn’t good enough. I don’t know what I want to do. They all judge me for that. I’m just a teenager. I can’t just up and decide what my life will hold. I’ll be somebody one day. And all who’ve doubted me will realize that I’m bigger than they are. One day I’ll make you all proud…. Just.. Not now…
186 photos of the sunset merged into one image using the lighten layer-blending mode in photoshop. I like the pattern in the clouds created from the interval between shots.
I will wear what I want.
I will get tattoos if I want.
I will wear makeup if I want.
I will dye my hair if I want.
I will pierce whatever I want.
I will shave what I want.
I will lose weight if I want.
I will gain weight if I want.
I will have sex if I want.
Stop telling me what to do with my body because I’m a girl.
amen
I love how much I’ve helped you in life. Yet I’ve gotten nothing in return. I am always too kind hearted.
Why can’t I be a bitch?
Fuckkkk iiiit. Don’t expect me to baby you anymore.
You’re an adult now.
Some Nights Tumblr Version.
Based off this post.
Lyrics:
Some nights, I stay up staring at my laptop
Some nights, I don’t sleep at all
Some nights, I ‘m glad that my dash is never ending
Some nights, I wish I could log off
But I still stay up, I still read your posts
Oh Lord, I’m still not sure why I’m awake at four
What do I scroll for? What do I scroll for?
Most nights, I don’t know anymore…
Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa oh oh
Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa oh oh
This is it, these are ship wars
What are we fighting for?
Why don’t we read fanfic already?
I was never one to sleep at night - save that for those who have a life
Post twice as much and get half as many likes, but here feels come again
To stay for a while
But that’s alright; I blog from in my bed tonight
I blog because I’m wonderin’ just who I, who I, who I am
Oh, who am I? mmm… I have no life
Well, some nights, I wish that my dash would end
‘Cause I could use some friends for a change
And some nights, I’m scared I’ll hit post limit again
Some nights, I always hit, I always hit…
But I still stay up, I still read your posts
Oh Lord, I’m still not sure why I’m awake at four
What do I scroll for? What do I scroll for?
Most nights, I don’t know…
So this is it? I sold my soul for this?
Left my social life for this? Or do I have no friends because of this?
(/awkward pause where I didn’t know what to write/)
So log on.
Log on.
Log on,
OH LOG ON!
Well, that is it guys, that is all, scroll twelve pages down and I’m bored again
Ten years of this, and only bloggers understand
I’m not sticking ‘round with my folks downstairs; Sorry to leave, mom, I had ship pairs
I’m going to be forever alone, all dried up from my laptop brightness
My heart is breaking for my OTP and the con that they call “love”
‘Cuz when they look into each other’s eyes…
Man, you wouldn’t believe the most amazing things that can come from…
Some terrible writers…ahhh…Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa, oh oh
Oh whoa, oh whoa, oh whoa, oh oh
The other night, you wouldn’t believe the fic I just read about my OTP
I wish it would update already
I wish you’d tag all of your stuff, man.
Why won’t you tag all of your stuff, man? oh…
I’m never logging off
Why would I ever log off Tumblr… oh …
Oh, oh whoa, oh whoa, oh.
THIS IS THE TUMBLR ANTHEM
IF YOU DO NOT REBLOG THIS YOU MIGHT AS WELL LOG OFF AND OR SHUT DOWN YOUR BLOG BECAUSE ALL OF TUMBLR HAS REJECTED YOU.
Okay now this deserves to be re-blogged rather than half naked girls or expensive shit like seriously grow a damn heart.
Bless you and your mom.
So my ex that I’ve been seperated from for like a year and some days and months have been dating his other ex for a year today. During this year he’s cheated on her idk how many times. Not just with me. At the beginning of the relationship, the middle and recently. We dated for a year and nine months. He cheated on me. Left me for his current girlfriend. Now. When my and one of my best friends post online about cheaters. He automatically assumed that it was about him. I get threat texts saying if we don’t stop that he’s calling my mom. WTF. Really now?? Call my mom? So you’re worried that your girlfriend’s gonna find out? She should already know. First off. You’re stupid for cheating on her AGAIN. You even told me that you would never be happy not long ago. Second. I don’t want you. You can’t even get a job. She can have you allllllll to herself. I’m done being the other woman. DONE. Have fun being miserable. You never loved me. You’ll never love her. I did all I could do through all the ish you put me through. NO girl I mean NO girl should have to go through what I’ve been through the past 3 years. If you’re ever the other woman and you get mistreated, take yourself away from the situation. He’s not fn worth it.
