tonight
i’m going to get a little drunk and cry.
i always feel like i’m almost there, but i never quite make it.
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

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trying on a metaphor
Not today Justin

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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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we're not kids anymore.

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Love Begins

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@movingforward
tonight
i’m going to get a little drunk and cry.
i always feel like i’m almost there, but i never quite make it.
This year has been filled with some bad, but mostly good decisions--to be honest, it’s been a number of years since the scales have tipped in that direction. I’d gotten used to settling for assholes, picking the wrong people to invest in, and giving myself a little too liberally to others.
In 2015, I decided to re-invest in myself. It hasn’t been easy. I’m still quite the doormat--and sometimes I don’t think that’s a bad thing. However, it has made a world of a difference to be honest with others and with myself about my needs and desires. I don’t always get my way, still, but at least I can look at myself at the end of each interaction and feel a defiant pride shine through.
There are still things that make me wildly unhappy and there are still things that I let simmer until I’m just about ready to blow... I’m still a work in progress. The scales have just only started to tip.
I will say that I wish things had turned out a little differently. I wish June hadn’t been so hard, and I wish I could go back in time, play out several different decisions, and see where they would have led me. I feel regret, some lingering sadness, and a nostalgia to revisit the brief period when I felt like everything was going to work out just the way I wanted it to.
How Much Sugar Are You Really Eating?
What they won’t show you on CNN tonight: Ferguson residents line a parade of roses down W Florissant, leading to where Mike Brown was taken from this world. #staywoke #powerful #insolidarity
whats cooler than being cool?
financial stability
"Take it as a compliment!" NO.
"I love a woman with meat on her bones" is also a shitty version of this.
I'm feeling: Average Annoying Neurotic Insecure Unhappy Tense Sleepless Hurt So many feelings. I just want to sleep..
FDA Approves First Prosthesis Controlled by Muscle Electrical Signals
Dean Kamen’s DEKA Arm is an electronic prosthetic that mimics natural arm and hand movement with an amazing level of finesse. It’s controlled by electrical signals from the wearer’s muscles. This week, the DEKA Arm became the first muscle-controlled prostheticapproved by the FDA for sale to the general public.
In the FDA study, 90% of test subjects were able to quickly adapt to using the DEKA Arm for tasks that were impossible with traditional arm prosthetics, like brushing hair and using keys and zippers.
This is a cyborg we can all support.
[FDA; DARPA via Engadget / Gizmodo]
OMG IT’S THE FUTURE
Kobe Bryant reminds a heckling fan to count ‘em: 1…2…3…4…5
*recognize*
i basically assume that people don’t like me unless they explicitly tell me they like me and then periodically remind me
would you date a white person?
A very select few, the very few that can hear POC speak about the matters of racial inequality and white privilege without the need to chime in and rid themselves of personal culpability.
I STILL LIKE YOU EVEN WHEN YOU’RE SAD: something that bears repeating. Your intrinsic value as a human isn’t diminished just because you’re depressed. You are worthy of love, even though you feel unloveable. I swear.
family member: what are you doing with your life?
me: it's a surprise
Some of y’all mother fuckers on here are beyond needing Jesus, we’re gonna have to go all the way back to Norse Mythology to find the specific pagan God that will fix your shit.
my mother didn’t raise me to not thank the bus driver
I agree 100% (altho it wasn’t so much my mother)