It's December 16th
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It's December 16th
Yesterday at work I met the american version of seth everman and im still shaken from the experience
Its been so long since I've.had just straight up pickles in my home and I'm trying really hard not to eat all of them.....
In Irish, the word for "man" is spelled as "fear" is in english but roughly pronounced as "far" and honestly, same
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Time to go be the awkward goth/witch at the family function. Don't mind me I'll be in the corner....predicting how you'll all die. I'll even tell you if you ask nicely.
🍂💀🦇👻🎃IT*S HALLOWEEN!🎃👻🦇💀🍂
Not only is it Halloween, but it is also Wednesday, my spooks. This year matches up with the gif perfectly
Like all mental illnesses, eating disorders can be illogical and difficult to tackle alone. It’s not your fault that you were drafted into this fight, but I know you have what it takes to win! You deserve to have a healthy relationship with food, and with the way you view yourself. You are incredible, you are strong, and you deserve to eat 💖 A BONUS SKETCH OF THE AFTERMATH
listen I love spyro to death its the only remake ive ever been truly excited for but sorry-not-sorry elora's face is b a d
Oh by the way if you in any way support vivziepop please get the fuck out of my followers list, thanks
Why do people say different alcohols get them different kinds of drunk I've had malt liquor, vodka, whiskey, baileys, rum, and tequila and every drunk was the same kind of drunk: sleepy and ready to eat all of your pizza
a company on instagram offered me to review an item and in return get a custom 20% discount to share with everyone but they're selling the same shit you could get on ebay for $3 at a 150% markup fUCK THAT
It’s the first day of spöök
Holy guacamole and cheddy cheese!
“I mean, that’s not really that impres–JESUS FUCKING CHRIST.”
JESUS FUCK
squad is over we’re cults now
I have more to tell you.
For about a year now I've been struggling with addiction. I never, ever considered the possibility in this timeline until I nearly became homeless this morning.
Marijuana is not as addictive as harder drugs but once you develop a dependency on anything it's near impossible to stop. I'm part of that 30% of the population that found/is finding out that they have a problem and they need to admit it. I need to admit it. I am addicted to marijuana.
Not only that, but... To starving myself as well. I don't think I've ever posted a full-body photo on here but, since the turn of 2018 I've rapidly dropped weight from nearly 200 lbs to, well... I'm not sure. I think I'm in the 150's now. Maybe less. I stopped going to therapy and they were monitoring my weight and that was the only way I knew. But I know its a lot because everyone has gone from "wow, you look great!" to "you're not trying hard drugs™, are you?" I became so obsessed with my physical appearance and how much I weighed that I stopped doing everything else I used to love. Art, music, all of it. I haven't drawn in months. I started a thinspo sideblog and assumed the name "Alice" to throw people off my trail. In recent weeks I've deleted that blog and started posting on an old Instagram account I revived so I could show off my makeup and silently beg for validation from behind the screen.
I honestly don't think I've ever hated myself more in my life. It's an endless plague of angry screaming in my head.
Last week in a manic fit I destroyed my only sketchbook. I spent nearly $100 on a wacom tablet that I've used only a handful of times and left to gather dust a month before.
From here on out I'm going to be going to outpatient meetings and back to therapy. I want to take this opportunity to apologize to everyone, not only those of you whom I know in real life, but all of you who for some reason have kept following this blog despite a really severe lack of promised content. I'm sorry.
I'm trying to pick myself up again. I'm trying as hard as I can. Even though... I honestly feel like I'd be better off dead.
You ever have one of those days where you decide to call it at 11:15 am