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it’s a lot easier to do crunches if you imagine you’re a vampire rising from the coffin
Guys. My cat died.
She was 17, which means we were together for half of my life. When I got her, I was in a really bad place. I had dropped out of high school, I had no job, I was on tons of medication for depression. When I got her, she as very sick. She was so small and so malnourished that the vet I took her to was adamant that she would not survive. He couldn’t even tell if she was male or female. All of her brothers and sisters ended up dying.
My mom was livid when I brought her home. She wanted no part of it, and asked me how I was going to take care of her. I immediately went out and got a job. Then I went back to school to get my high school diploma. Eventually, I went on to university, got off my medication, and I loved my cat and made sure that she got healthy, and grew. Her growth was stunted because of how sick she was as a kitten, so she never weighed more than 5 pounds, and looked like a kitten her whole life, but she was healthy.
We had a really special bond. My mom always said “I think she knows that you saved her life”. But she saved mine too. I was determined to keep her, and do whatever I needed to do to save her and take care of her. She was the reason I reentered the world and got my life back together.
She’s gone now. She changed my life.
Don’t ever let anyone tell you that your pet is “just a” anything.
A friendly reminder that if your New Year’s resolution was to go to the gym, eat healthier, and/or lose weight and you’ve already fallen off the wagon, that’s okay. It happens. But that doesn’t mean you have to stop trying. You don’t have to wait until next year or even the start of the next month to try again. Start now. Forming new habits is hard and takes time. Falling off the wagon is normal. You just have to pick yourself back up and keep going. You don’t have to do things perfectly–you just have to do them.
probably the best story i’ve ever heard
Sex
I need it.I feel like I might literally die if I don’t get it. In 5 seconds.
Dating
I’m so ready to date again. How do you even meet people these days?
It’s been a long time since I’ve written. I haven’t really felt the need to write until now.
I’m struggling with moving past what he did to me. I feel angry that he gets to go on living his life with no consequences.
I’ve looked for support groups in my area, but I haven’t found any that are easily accessible to me.
Maybe if I write about my experience here, to have some record of what happened, to have someone read it and acknowledge it, it might help.
the phrase “curiosity killed the cat” is actually not the full phrase it actually is “curiosity killed the cat but satisfaction brought it back” so don’t let anyone tell you not to be a curious little baby okay go and be interested in the world uwu
See also:
Blood is thicker than water The blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb.
Meaning that relationships formed by choice are stronger than those formed by birth.
Let’s not forget that
“Jack of all trades, master of none” ends with “But better than a master of one.”
It means that being equally good/average at everything is much better than being perfect at one thing and sucking at everything else. So don’t worry if you’re not perfect at something you do! Being okay is better!
These made me feel better
Also, “great minds think alike” ends with “but fools rarely differ”
It goes to show that conformity isn’t always a good thing. And that just because more than one person has the same idea, doesn’t necessarily mean it’s a good idea.
what the fuck why haven’t i heard the full version to any of these
Resolutions
My new year’s resolutions are to take better care of myself (physically and mentally), and also do better at makeup.
i say we all just build a house inside an old, big tree and fill it with lots of books and cats and tea and nice things and just make it our new home
Rough day today. It was cold, and rainy, and I had repetitive stabbing/shooting pains in my feet, arms and pain in my head, plus killer heartburn. Sore and achy back. Pain in my knuckles.
Period is 5 days late, and I have no idea why. Exhausted.
So grateful for my cozy bed. It;s 5:30pm and I don’t even care.
Need to start writing this down so when I go back to see my doc we can discuss other methods of dealing with this pain. the amitriptyline doesn’t seem to be working like it used to for sleep or pain management.
At least I still have tea, books, my love and my cat.
I managed to get a lot done today. Made a pancake breakfast from scratch, made cabbage soup, and applesauce oat muffins. I cleaned the bathroom and mopped the floor. Now I’m waiting for my henna to set. My TMJ and my back are sore, so I will feel totally okay if I accomplish nothing else for the rest of the day.
I went to the mall for the second time to get new bras. The first time I went, I got too tired and sore and had to leave. Made it this time, but was so tired when I got home that I needed to rest/nap. I caught myself feeling guilty for needing to rest when there are other things that I should be doing.
I need to learn to be okay with needing breaks to rest.
I don’t understand
I was fine until I got to work, then mid morning all of a sudden the ball of my foot started to hurt when I walked. It go so bad that I had to take my shoe off, and the lightest touch was like stepping on a needle but way worse. It hurt to even have my sock on. So I had one shoe on for most of the day, and if I had to get up and walk around I hobbled on the side of my foot.
Then my ankle and leg started to get tired/sore. Then the OTHER leg started to hurt. I wondered how the hell I was going to make it all the way home. So I kind of limped along. Halfway home, the pain in my foot vanished and I was able to walk almost normally the rest of the way there. Still had pains in my legs (mostly back on my knees) but I made it.
Now I can relax all night. Until I get hungry and have to get up.
Maybe I’m overreacting.
I have not been able to get a hold of my boyfriend for 36 hours. He’s never just not responded to my messages or emails. I’ve called him but it keeps going straight to voicemail. I left him a voicemail. I have heard nothing. I feel panic because this is not like him. I’m worried that he’s fallen or has taken too many painkillers or something. My parents aren’t home, so I can’t ask them to go check on him. I don’t want to text his mother because I don’t want her to panic either. I’m sure I’m just overreacting.
I’m worried and scared and I don’t know what to do about it. I’ve been trying to keep myself busy, but it’s not working. I barely slept. I keep checking my phone for messages. Writing is sort of helping to calm me down. I’ll leave my parents a voicemail and ask them to call me when they get home. Then we can go from there, I guess.
I feel so alone, and I feel like I’m having a panic attack. I just want to make sure that he’s okay. I hate being so far away. I hate not knowing.