I've Been Drinking More, & Eating Less

I'm sad, self depricating, self medicating The world doesn't understand me, so I'm trying to figure out myself.

[3cigarettesxx]

When you look at your ex’s blog and find out they aren’t as vanilla anymore 👀👀👀

[3cigarettesxx]

Promise me

You’ll say nice things

When I die.

No matter if

At my grave.

Or around the table.

I want to be remembered

Happy. Funny. Smiling.

Not sad. Not miserable. Not alone.

Promise you’ll say

Nice things

When I’m gone.

[theguilteaparty]

I am

stressed

depressed

trying my best

[3cigarettesxx]

TBH I hate my self.

I hate myself more than anyone will ever know.

I don't think I'm worthy of good things, or anything good.

I don't think I'm worthy at all.

[erevshelshoshanim]

Growing up fat, you get made fun of for everything you do, even basic shit like eating and laughing and breathing are funny when you do it because youre fat! And its so hard to not carry that with you as you get older, like I’m still embarassed to eat or dance in front of people or smile in pictures and its ridiculous and I hate it and I wish I was treated with more humanity

[erevshelshoshanim]

Thin people can reblog this btw

[adayinthelesbianlife-deactivate]

Patricia Cronin, Monument to a Marriage (installed at Woodlawn Cemetery, Bronx, NY), 2006

In Monument to a Marriage, Patricia Cronin disrupts the cemetery. Installed ‘for eternity’ in New York’s necropolis, Cronin and her partner lie entwined upon a modern mattress among the memorials to the partners in and products of state sanctioned heterosexuality. By taking anticipatory revenge, Cronin out-manouevres the reality that she and her partner, Deborah Kass, could not be recognized as a family in the eyes of the American state at the time the work was made. “If I can’t have it in life,” says Cronin, “I’m going to have it in death.”

[shiraglassman]

This is powerful and made me tear up. I mean, I don’t think I’m ever going to forget this image, this idea.

[thefingerfuckingfemalefury]

SUCH an important and beautiful work of art <3

[imots]

[chocolatechubbybunni]

@ceeceeairo @cheythephoenix @anjieluvs WHOVILE

[cheythephoenix-deactivated20200]

LOOOOOOOOOL

[3cigarettesxx]

The only thing keeping me from killing myself most days is my fear of death.

[howdyhannaa]

REAL Donald Trump not fake (all real)

[sicklesium-moved-deactivated201]

i dont get offended at white people jokes even though im white because: 

i can recognize white people as a whole have systemically oppressed POC in america, which is where i live 

most people when they make white people jokes only mean the shitty white people and i am not a shitty white person 

im not a pissbaby

[damncommunists-deactivated20180]

my white friends that have reblogged this give me life

[zelda-tempest]

4. Sometimes I am a shitty white person and the jokes remind me to FUCKIN STOP

[lallamariamhabibi]

If ur white and like this post I fux with u

[birdpapi-deactivated20171121]

^absolutely

[verdant-witch]

5. It’s hard to be offended when white people jokes involve bland food/tourist dads in socks and sandals/white girls in yoga pants obsessed with pumpkin spice/suburban PTA moms and other harmless and mostly true stereotypes while jokes about POC involve them being called thugs/criminals/slurs/uneducated/illegal immigrants.

[blackpoeticinjustice]

i fucks with u heavy if ur white and you reblog this

[sm0k3-ring-deactivated20160109]

6. They’re usually really fucking funny and don’t perpetuate stereotypes that will ever affect me economically, politically, or cause me any true harm, let alone create risks that “justify” my murder and/or death

[satyrical-prince]

Waits for my white mutuals to reblog😌

[anar-tea]

yesyesyesyes

[morelifealways-deactivated20240]

[3cigarettesxx]

When he tells you he can't stay up until 4 am playing therapist and you need to start seeing someone. You know it's bad I'm just crying and he said that and I just stopped. I've never had that happen before Internalization is going to start

[myboyfriendpetebuttigieg]

Sometimes the choice to love is easy. It’s a no brainier. It’s the $100 question on Who Wants To Be A Millionaire. You love in your sleep. You love without thinking. You love with no expectation to receive love in return. Your love is regulated in your unconscious, like your breathing, like your heartbeat.

And other times love is a triathlon. It wakes you up in cold sweats. It goes against everything you’ve internalized, like staring into the sun, or taking a deep breath in an in-ground pool. It’s false hope for fool’s gold.

I’m not trying to say one is better or smarter than the other. Wouldn’t matter if I did. Like you have a choice in the matter lmao. You already know what you’re going to do.

[3cigarettesxx]

Why can't I let go of the past and embrace what I have?

[fuckmountain2-deactivated202204]

[what-is-this-i-dont-even]

COOLIN

[3cigarettesxx]

The fact that I WOULD NEVER do to you what you've done to me should be a big enough clue in where i stand with you. But I'm a pathetic loser who can't give up on you. The way you make me feel is incredible when its great. But you make me feel the lowest lows when it's bad. Ive always been a good with the bad type of person, but this is just too extreme. The bad is starting to outweigh the good.

[just-shower-thoughts]

I’ve had religious people knock on my door encouraging me to be religious, but never have I had a homosexual knock on my door to encourage me to be homosexual.

[snailfarts]

Knock knock

[squish-this]

who’s there

[snailfarts]

It’s me. Queer up