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Oh hey Hope your high time is going well lmao I can't sleep so I figured I'd hit up your ask 😎 tell me about your day! 💞

My high time is going well! I’m writing, which is good because I haven’t been doing that lately. 

Well, I worked today. I groomed three dogs and on the VEry last dog I kinda fucked up his haircut. So i called the mom and left her a message saying I’d discount her groom because I’m a dumb dumb. 

Then I had some nachos. 

Now I’m hungry. 

[mahlto]

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your photoset:

i love avas demon so much ;_;  commissions

Wow these are so adorable ❤️❤️❤️

thank you so much!!!!! <3 

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Stupid Dalek, I'm so upset right now.

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I have the sudden urge to come home and continue watching doctor who after I go to work and practice.

Oh god, it's starting.

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I am so happy!

I got to see Flogging Molly, The Shins, Sublime with Rome, Foster the People and Kimbra!!

The best way to get out of a funk? Randomly decide to go to Buzz Beachball the day of the concert. Next, have the lady at the gate mistake you for having a general admission floor ticket (when you paid for a seat) and get a wristband to go on the floor (which was sold out). Next, meet a girl and her mom and friend who become your body guards and make sure you get the best spot by shoving their way to the front of the crowd. Finally, Have the lead singer of Foster the People jump up into the crowd in front of you while singing Pumped Up Kicks. Thank you Good karma. You've done me well. ♥

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Nobody gives a fuck what I say or do anymore. I'm sick of feeling like anything I say to anyone is annoying and that i'm just wasting their time by wanting their attention. I'm sick of it. I want someone to want to be around me. I want to not be afraid to go to bed because of the nightmares that have been plaguing me for the past week and a half. I want to be able to wake up in the morning and know that i'm worth fighting for. I want to feel like someone gives a shit about me. As much as I want to subscribe to this "loose and free" lifestyle of relationships that people have now a days, I just can't do it. Excuse me if certain things mean more to me than others. I want to feel like I have a purpose in someone's life. I want to feel like i'm worth it. When someone tells you they are giving up on you, it makes you feel like shit. Call me a whiny teenager, but I feel like shit about myself. But I'm not allowed to feel bad about myself because people start getting mad at you for not being happy. So I fake it and pretend that everything is fine and everything is getting better, but it's not. I'm still uncomfortable sleeping in my bed. I hate driving because autopilot wants to take me to the same place, and a lot of my friends who i've made in the past nine months are leaving - probably for good. All I want to do is cry. I've been sleeping in till three in the afternoon and all my family can do is stare at me like a ticking time bomb. As if at any moment i'm going to explode into an atomic mess of emotions and they won't know how to deal with it because people are scared of sadness. They don't want to think that someone close to them could feel such intense pain. Sure, let's sugar coat it so that everyone can be painfully oblivious to everything real happening. no, that's fine. I'm sick of pretending to feel a way that I don't. I'm sick of sympathetic hugs and sorry looks. I swear to god if one more person apologizes to me, gives me these sad eyes and pats me on the back i'm going to lose it. I don't want your pity party, I want to know how to make the fucking nightmares stop. I want to know how to feel whole again. I don't want to become someone who puts up walls because I am too much of a hopeless romantic. And honestly I hate the people who have pushed me away because they have too many walls put up and can't let anything good in. I don't want to become that person. I want to be happy and not worry about this stupid love thing. I don't want to have to hide the fact that i'm bawling my eyes out at one in the morning so that everyone can get a good nights sleep while i'm dreading closing my eyes to the face of another scifi writers wet dream. I can't do this anymore. I don't see the point in trying to build myself back up again if at some point i'll just get torn down. I don't see the point anymore. I want to punch something, kick, scream, throw myself down crying and let it all out, but I can't. It's not socially acceptable to show negative emotions. So, watch me as I fake it - because I don't belong. I'm sick of trying. This is so stupid.