Buttercup Cupcake

Like this is necessary.. no one reads these "bios" I am undoubtedly the most awkward whimsical mess you've ever had a glimpse of.. I'm bipolar and maybe a little skitzo. But I'm one fandamtabulous Comversathonlist just ask the voices in my head. I can't walk through a door without hitting one side or the other and my Murphy luck is ridiculous but I guess my life isn't boring. My sense of direction is broken, put a blindfold on me and spin me in a half circle I have no idea where I am. I play hard and love harder. Life is too short to walk around with something stuck up your ass Live and Let Live because being bitter only makes you look shitty. My life is music I love to play it sing it live it. dingledorks and nutterfucks are their own worst enemies standing in front of themselves on the asphalt lane. Peter piper pumped penguin poop and other nonsensical nonsense is the joy I call my life. Your argument is invalid! Peace among world's and confetti celebrations. If you can't be good be good at it. Get high and fly carpe diem and all that jazz. Fuck you parking garage you know what you did.

[princessbatman421]

I can't believe it's been 5 years since this blog... it's actually been so cool to look back at what my life was.. God I miss being rich and spoiled... and high all the time... my outfits and accessories were amazing 😻 I spent 3 years on the streets.. I slept in dumpsters, behind stores, hotel room floors, in the bushes... I chased drugs... that needle was the devil I wanted it more than anything else... well.. a lot of mistakes later, all my court dates have been attended.. I'm paying on my fines so they don't take me back to jail lol.. I've been off the needle for 6mths now... I work at Subway and I love my job... a year ago on Easter I found my charlie brown. I was going to take her to the human society.. I was unemployed and my "apartment" was the backseat of my best friends car... I could have gone inside his house... but his mom sometimes drinks.... she tried to make out with me and tried cohersing a threeway with her husband...🤦‍♀️(I playfully remind him I could be his stepmom if I wanted to 🤣) ANYWAY!!! It was Easter Sunday, humane society was closed... I became attached after 10 mins . I thought she was a boy

but learned very quickly she was a girl. kept her name anyway😀 .... i had picked up painting when I still lived with my mom.. I guess about 5 years ago now.. but that only lasted about a year or so... it got hard to carry canvas and oil paints in a bookbag... I walked everywhere... and oil takes so long to dry... I had to put aluminum foil on top after I painted to keep from smearing.. but like my friend said once "its still distorted from the original"... so I put my paints in a storage unit.... about a year ago we knew he was gonna let it go I got my paints back out.....

fun fact... glow in the dark paint will only hold its luminosity for 10 years... maybe 12 if you clear coat... I didn't know that before painting this... I mean I have no "art education" it was a coping method for the PTSD... this specific painting took me so long to paint... weeks and weeks... oil can take up to 2 weeks to fully dry... and glow in the dark paint is acrylic.. they do not mix well... at all.. lol but I've made some creative pieces in the trial and error process of the oil/acrylic challenge lol

lol... anyway... I'm sober.. except for weed.. lol I mean yall know I love my weed lol but I'm still bipolar as shit.. lol... but I've not taken one pill from a doctor in 5 years.. I've not even thought one time about hurting myself... like cutting or self harming... crazy huh? my fibro pain is present of course... every day.. but man they started checking my liver when I filled my prescriptions.. the fuck? you can't fix behavioral problems with pills.. now the pain? I'ma deal with that.. yep.. you know what I do when I'm hurting really bad? I run. yea. my distance varies.. but I'm a motherfucker ill always make it back from where I end up.. I stay within 2 miles lately... 2 years ago I went to Maryland to stay with my dad and get sober.. that where I got subway trained.. transfered back home when I beat the devil.. yea... I'm depressed.. so I'm obsessing.. lol still super crazy I guess just a little more grown up

[princessbatman421]

I just woke up and I realized my ex is a giant piece of shit and I’m praying as hard as I can that his dick falls off

[princessbatman421]

My icy girl 💜 my life has been shattered to shambles and rebuilt so many times this last 2 years, I’ve documented my struggle with mental illness and emotional abuse. Online blogs, annonomus venting blogs. Being an earth alien little has really changed the lives of some really great people. It’s never ending. Select few have been my friend for over half my life that’s an amazing happening. Being bipolar and a Scorpio if you piss me off my other side has Persise aim.. it’s gonna sting. 89% of the time I have No memory of it. I blocked out 3 entire years. No doubt going through my journals And organizing the blogs an all is going to be an emotional experience. I thought about calling it diary of a wimpy psychopath. But I’m not a psychopath I’m not.... I’m just creative in my choice of words. Nevertheless it’s me and icy dog. Sober... have a roof no longer homeless. Has a respectable gentleman “courting” me. No physical affection I told him I’m not ready for a relationship yet. Recovering is going to be hard. I wish you could arrest someone for being a fucker. His car had broken down. I sat there for two days waiting in the hot sun with a fever waiting for him to quit yelling at me long enough to tell him I was pregnant. He Miraculously fixed the car on day two I have been nauseous and throwing up and he can’t me up and didn’t let me sleep for the whole two days he didn’t wanna eat anything and then whenever he did fix the car I have been nauseous and throwing up and he kept me up and didn’t let me sleep for the whole two days we didn’t have anything to eat anything and then whenever he did fix the car I wanted to go home. To take me home so that I can take a shower and then we would go and hit licks that’s all he cared about was money and I told him I was pregnant and I just wanted to take a shower and laydown but he screamed at me and then he got out of the car and ran away he took icy my dog Went to Walmart and ran off with the girl that he had ran off with the other time he ran away and left me walking down hwy 49 at 3 o’clock in the morning. He not only abused me and told me that I had nobody else in the world to Help me he stripped Me and my innocence And made me feel like a toy for just the hope and chance of a little affection. Worst part the worst part of it all is he’ll never know hell always sit here and think hes got something right or he’s doing the right thing he will always blame me and he will never see it. How the hell do I get over this. Besides telling everyone that if they see him to just punch him in his face I feel like people get angry about people being miss treated like this but it seems like everybody’s just like sorry you went back to him And I’m like oh excuse me because I wanted to take a break sometimes and not sleep with my knife beside me because I don’t feel very safe in a dumpster with an old homeless man and another dog that hates my dog and bites but it’s really hard to sit outside in the rain you feel me. But I survived thanks to my best friend and My Souter. Hopefully I can find a way to let go of this anger because right now I feel like I’m gonna be stuck here forever but once I do get over watch out because I’m gonna make a difference and everybody is going to have respect for me again

[rickandmortyyall]

[princessbatman421]

Peace among worlds And Hakuna matata, just like you remind me to read my hand I’ll remind you to read my finger. I’m ready for a shift. Psycho Sam, to taking meds sam. to Ugly black hat Sam, belt wearing Sam, and orange plaid fadora hat wearing Sam, has whirlwinded into one confusing mass reconciliation of a warped and damaged perspective. Leaving me absolutely clueless as to what sam I am now I am legitimately not okay. I’m just not. I could sit and list the nonsense again, but to be honest with you I’ve done it so many times rephrased it, yelled it, screamed it. The saddest part of the whole ordeal is the same tragic ending it always seems to be... I think I’m just not into the whole entire idea of a boyfriend/etc..... not to say I want to pursue the opposite either. I don’t want to feel all the same shit, I want to fall in love with myself again. I’m not 100% happy but I’m safe. This is the last time I’m in a position where any thing like this can happen I slipped and fell and hit my head earlier trying to keep cool while I was in that room. It’s only been this year he got worse and I couldn’t take it anymore. I’ve got ptsd yelling at me while I beg you to stop is some fucked shit. I told you tho..... and I meant it. You left the machete and the MMM butcher knife hanging on the wall. I talked myself into, decided, prepared myself into being okay with murdering you. No I’m not sorry your front door is now see through, not sorry your wi is see through too.... you joked you picked you’ve told all the stories making me seem crazy and The top popped. You want crazy I’m not turning the knife on myself again. The fact that your friend said it gave him a boner to watch me go all jason on your shit made me slightly concerned yet oddly flattered. And see.. your continuous poking and screaming and “triggering” behavior coupled with me repeating a request Someone with the emotional maturity level of a 1st grader could complete blindfolded. Is just not gonna work for me. I have plans I have some sort of weird stupid idea and I’m passionate about it. I’m gonna stamp off another one of my bucket list items, I’m still counting became a drug dealer lol I’m obviously terrible at it and jail don’t suit me. I’m living I’ve had this wild crazy journey and as this interlude begins I’m inspired with 1,000,000,005 different ideas that could prove potentially profitable. Things happen when they are ready to and I’m thinking I might have some pretty good things happen soon, god is good he is real The things I’ve experienced in the last 10 months have never been more eventful, interesting, or informational. I’ve not told y’all many and I’ll only tell few. At least for now. I’m going to double check my home work with my psychologist but boring life? Me? Never! Cheers to that book and let’s open a new novel to embracine things with a more open mind and healing heart, embracing new aquantances, I have some things I’m passionate about.... When I put my heart into something I come out on top. I’ve got to turn my life around, while balancing the fact that I’m a complete lunatic who takes a ridiculous amount of pills a day to not murder anyone or myself. It seems like a task different from most, my art and my entrepreneurial nature I think the light can win. I’m gonna do that praying thing. Gods been looking out for me I’m positive for the future. ❤️❤️

[princessbatman421]

Poo on your face Walmart employee who never gets any. Go buy you a toy from the store and lighten the freak up

[princessbatman421]

[princessbatman421]

I’ve been mia for a while.... not really sure about anything anymore turning a new page and starting a new chapter today, moving day. Pursuing my art and rediscovering the she who i call me.

[princessbatman421]

New dress. Wardrobe change

[princessbatman421]

Fuck Valentine’s Day 🖕

[princessbatman421]

My spaghetti mew loves me and I love him so much he has been here forever for me just like I’ll be here for him. I love my sketti kitty mew..

[princessbatman421]

[princessbatman421]

When you make the devil cry, its shitty because I hate him so freaking much he makes my blood boil I want him to suffer. But then I feel like all those things he calls me a stupid selfish b**** and then he crys. I have PTSD because of the horrible way he treated me. All the screaming and yelling and hateful bulls**t he put me through, locking be behind doors giving me things then taking them away. My life has done nothing but circle the drain since I met him. Hes a low life. A scum bag, but that's why I fell in love with him. He was my low life. My scum bag. He was just like me. Now hes a self righteous asshole who cry babies cause his feelings are hurt. Damn wish he would have considered that when he was being so messed up to me. He misses sweet me? He created this me. He made me into a heartless human ahug against him. And I am. I dont feel sorry for him. I want to watch him experience all the bulls**t he put me through I want to watch and eat my popcorn

[princessbatman421]

Been a long hard few days I miss my family. Getting kicked out really sucks. But I understand... going to jail hasnt taught me anything except that people are messed up life is messed up and no one gives a crap about you. Only one looking out for you is you so be good to yourself and love yourself cause if you don't no one else will

[princessbatman421]

Happy new year from the teeny tiny car

[princessbatman421]

My life has spiraled completely out of control. Screw it ima fly down the rabbit hole. Happy new year

[princessbatman421]

This is the last night before he went to jail. Damn you Jason, why didn’t you tell me what you were going to do I would have stopped you. I missed Christmas with my little brother and it breaks my heart I was so excited he was gonna do my hakuna Matata tattoo. Now I’m ringing in the new year without the little butt munch following me blaring psychopathic music whoop whooping the whole way. I’ll be tellin these bitches jason. 10,000 times a day I miss you. I wish you would have talked to me. MMFWCL