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Alison owns this blog. 22. Aspiring famous poet. If you have cats I probably dig you. I loathe AC in cars and enjoy eating at diners. I just graduated from college after studying awesome.This is a blog of stuff I like.

[fairlyevenparents]

Hi, I’m Timmy Turner and i STOLE FROM MY MOM’S PURSE

[maxmundan]

arms entwined legs wrapped around backs sweat mixing with sweat, blood commingling with blood and saliva and love and loathing for you for me forever obliterate my borders in the kingdom of you hit me, kiss me, hit me slap my tear stained face make me scream with bitterness and bliss and rage crack my skull against your knee snap my fingers in your teeth punch me hard harder harder so that I can’t feel the pain

Max Mundan, Black and Blue Mass

© David Rutter 2015

Purchase my book, “JUNKIES DIE ALONE” on Amazon or iTunes.

(via maxmundan)

[poems-and-words]

[dogshaming]

I got hangry

My mom put me on a diet so I ate the blinds!

[dogshaming]

I made do with what resources I had…

I needed a spot to bury this shoe. So I made one……. This is why my mommy can’t have any pot plants in our apartment. I am not ashamed of bringing nature in my home. Don’t forget to submit for our calendar contest! Read up more on it HERE!

[sixtiespoet-deactivated20170122]

remember how this made our hearts flutter?

[supreme-pug]

THIS MADE ME SMILE LIKE SUCH A DORK OH MY GOD

[ohmae]

[catpets-yes]

I complain too much.

Yes, I have bipolar NOS, and it will be a life-long illness. It has aided in the destruction of relationships as well as the deterioration of my self-confidence and my passion for life over the course of years. It tempted me into a self-injury dependency fueled by self-hatred and a scramble to feel in-control and not afraid. It will always be what colors my shadow gray, and it will always chock me when it gets the chance.

But while all of that is true, I am living. I have a college degree that I earned during the worst relapse of my life. I have access to smart doctors that have prescribed medications that brought me to a place of stability and consistency I did not know was possible. I have used my dark past to relate to and literally save the lives and futures of people I love as they struggle. My life and my battle has mattered. I was convinced I would kill myself broken and without hope, but I did not; I am alive, and I am thriving.

Yes, a diagnosis of Bipolar is damning and a promise of struggle. But it is also full of answers. Bipolar disorder is awful, but there are resources and doctors who know how to help you, and treatments too. It is not the end, and while complete recovery is impossible and bipolar will always be inside, it is not you. You are unique and brave, and you can do many things.

I talk about Bipolar as if it is suffocating my life. It is not. I am okay, and I will be okay. My illness is not without purpose. I am healing, and there is so much hope. I should be grateful that I am getting better, and that I was given a second chance at life, to live.

[elsasexual]

[gothicprep]

jesus looking behind himself, only seeing eleven disciples and yelling “WHO UNFOLLOWED ME”

[kingfunkyfried]

[dallonsmiles]

[catpets-yes]

Toxic friendship ended.  If the person comes back to bark down my throat, I have some of their quotes from our last conversation to bark harder. You said horrible things to me and I have them documented so yeah.

[doctrowho]

i went to look up coup de foudre (“love at first sight”) but i fucked up

i fucked up so much

i didn’t know it was possible to fuck it up this much

[kushandwisdom]

[frankoceano]

[catpets-yes]

inwardly crying because it is almost 2 am and i have extremely plausible plans to see my best friend who lives in Ohio in about two weeks (I live in NJ). These past few weeks has been so so difficult for me/her and oh my gosh I miss her more than words can say. This is definitely a game changer.