Don’t actually “like” this but just so you know someone gives a shit.

Thanks, sugar.  Means a lot.  Life is getting harder everyday.

sisterwolf:

The higher the hair, the closer to god.

sisterwolf:

The higher the hair, the closer to god.

(Source: padaw4n)

Titles of a book I should write…

“How to be Completely Befuddled When One’s Boyfriend Stops Answering Phone Calls”

“Am I Single?”

“Wait.  What Just Happened Here?”

“I am Fucking Sweet.  Why am I Getting Called a Bitch?”

and finally…

“Ben Muhfuggin’ Pierce is Really Awesome”

For you, Ben.

For you, Ben.

And don’t waste your heart on a wild thing. She’s got a soul that won’t settle on one thing. Whoa, this bird can’t sing when you’ve tied its wings. Don’t waste your heart on me.

And don’t waste your heart on a wild thing.
She’s got a soul that won’t settle on one thing.
Whoa, this bird can’t sing when you’ve tied its wings.
Don’t waste your heart on me.

I don’t self-injure.  I change my hair.  You can always tell that I went through something tough if my hair is different.  Sometimes it’s just highlights or getting bangs.  Hopefully tomorrow, I can get this cut.  I’m tired of all the troubles the long hair has brought.

I don’t self-injure.  I change my hair.  You can always tell that I went through something tough if my hair is different.  Sometimes it’s just highlights or getting bangs.  Hopefully tomorrow, I can get this cut.  I’m tired of all the troubles the long hair has brought.

Why are people terrible?

Yeah, so that stuff that happened to me 6 years ago that made me sort of forever not trust men and gave me the worst night terrors imaginable?  It happened last weekend to me from someone in my company.  I hate the Army.  I hate men.  I hate people.  I just want to run away.  Fuck you, Korea.

Bahahahahahaha.

Bahahahahahaha.

Ugh. want.

Just to make you more jealous: there was a scoop of ice cream on that plate.

That is some motherfuckin breakfast, son.

That is some motherfuckin breakfast, son.