Jul 2, 2014
I apologize if for the next couple months I don't reblog as much as usual. The next month or two is going to be kind of hard, as my boyfriend is moving an hour and a half away.
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I apologize if for the next couple months I don't reblog as much as usual. The next month or two is going to be kind of hard, as my boyfriend is moving an hour and a half away.
Last night I made a spinach and soy-chicken salad and had some of the patties left over so I wrapped then up and stuck them in the fridge. My dad thought my mom had put them there for his lunch and took them for work today, and thought they were cookies. He texted her not long ago asking "what were those cake things you packed me? They smelled awful and tasted bad too." He then sent her a picture and they were my soy patties and now he's mad at me because he wanted cookies and instead he got seasoned soy patties.
I don't fucking care if you don't like my Facebook posts, if I want to rant about whatever the fuck I want to rant about, I'm fucking going to. If you don't like it you can fuck off and unfriend/block me. I do not fucking care. It's my fucking Facebook, and if you want to be a little bitch and whine because I chose to ignore your opinion because it's nonfactual and has no basis other than your shitty self-entitlement, then you can fuck right off and ignore me back.
I can't even sit on my own fucking social media websites because I can't go two minutes without passing a picture of someone who is fucking gorgeous and looks amazing and 1000x better than I ever will. All my friends and then strangers are so beautiful and I fucking hate it. I fucking hate how I look. I just fucking hate myself.
I apologize if my blogging is slow or limited the next week or so. I'm catching up on Game of Thrones and some homework as well. I will return though I promise!
Why do I feel so fucking useless? This isn't right. Why do I feel like this? Everything I do I either fuck it up or I don't understand. This isn't right..
I know I said I was done for a while. But this is all I have to do right now. Reading bothers me. My art is awful. I have nothing better to do.
I'm thinking about taking a tumblr break. I really would be on to respond to a friend, but other than that I probably won't be back for a while. Not until everything is okay again..