I want this for my wedding.
I want this in my home. I think this is the size of the apartment I currently live in. Pssshhhh who am I kidding? It’s probably bigger.
I just made a mistake…
I was sitting here thinking “I’d love to throw a party when I get home this summer, but I have no idea what party themes/ideas I want…” So I naively search “party” under tumblr tags. Porn. Porn everywhere. My eyes, my virgin eyes!!! Okay, my eyes aren’t virgin, but that was NOT the party I was looking for. I was thinking more along the lines of dance club parties with tasty drinks and kick ass music, not sex riot parties where the only drink is if someone comes in your mouth. I have Colin for that. And I prefer cream pies.
I’ve decided I’ve become far too accustomed to the breasts that breastfeeding has graced me with to lose them once Abby is weened off. I’m definitely getting a boob job for my 22nd birthday. I’ve just got to finish my diet- I’ve lost 10 pounds so far. If I go all the way with my diet I’d be at 120, the lowest healthy weight I can be, and D cup breasts may look too ridiculous. Decisions, decisions. Guess it’s a waiting game now…
My anxiety is starting to take over my life. It’s getting to the point where I don’t want to be in front of a window because I’m terrified of a stray bullet shooting through the window and killing me. I always feel like something awful is about to happen. Don’t fucking tell me it isn’t, because my life has been a series of awful events. I’ve had thing stolen from me, been raped, beaten, and worst of all, lost my little 8 year old brother who I practically raised. And of course, my shady step-mother has taken my baby step-brother and sister, and I have no idea where they are. I probably wont be able to see them ever again. In a year span I went from having 5 siblings to only one left who I can call and talk to. And that’s the very summarized version of my life. I could go into more detail, like having a miscarriage a month after my brother dying. I just can’t shake the bad feelings away. I keep having recurring dreams of being raped and people trying to kill me and then being thrown in jail. I feel like I’ve been through enough, but then again I’ve always felt that way, and it just gets worse. The only positive things I have in my life are Colin, Abby and Adam, and I’m terrified of losing them. I hope of life gives me a small break and just lets me live a nice long life with all of them in it living happily, I really can’t take another problem.
Go off, go hard, go get you some!
One of my biggest role models. Forever and always.
One more reason to be in love with this woman!
I’m Anne Hathaway and I’m attractive :P
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