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What happens when a woman with borderline personality disorder wins a million dollars? She creates her own tv show staring her. Alice was inspired by the Oprah show to create a talk show, the catch being it's "Me,Me,Me". Up until today I hadn't heard of Welcome to Me. It's a quirky movie that is an interesting way to show off someone without making them seem vain. #welcometome https://www.instagram.com/p/COpLxRXHSkv/?igshid=2evxscw47035
Starting off the new year CRAZY!! Coming soon 1/21/2020 Who's ready?? #WiccidLo #welcometomyworld #welcomehome #welcometomylife #welcometome #2TemptedEnt #DMIGANG #2020 #2020goals #2020vision https://www.instagram.com/p/B6jdmHwlUTZ/?igshid=sr9zc9yr6nd8
28-01-2019 @ 9:17am That kind of breakfast because you only had 1 hour sleep after late night work (that finished at 2:00am), and by 6:00am up again to bring my son to school... By the time I’m home I’ll go back to sleep and wake up late afternoon already to get ready for my Happy Hour gig at 6:00pm. #ADayInTheLifeOfPS #MomFullTimeAndLife #SingerPerformerForLife #WelcomeToMe (at Causeway Bay) https://www.instagram.com/p/BtKOWl8n8Fc/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1x5n6x3au15bm
GREETINGS! WELCOME TO: “ME”
Hello there, I am Justine L. Sancebuche. 23 years old stunner from Baclaran, Parañaque City. I am an irregular second year psychology student from National University. This Blog is intended for my Filipino Psychology subject as a partial fulfillment requirement for the course. Well, I have nothing else to say and again, Welcome to: “ME”
Shittttt .. I got the mad part down pat! #MadRich #halfwaythere #relatable #welcometome 💯🤷🏽♀️😂 Me: Dear Universe , CUT IT OUT! #lemmebegreat (at Miami, Florida) https://www.instagram.com/p/BqUSPOOAd0T/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1bh3taxnxyqx8
What coming back home feels like. #georgethefatcat #backhome #homesweethome #welcometome #cat #Italy #apulia #italiancat (presso Canosa di Puglia)
Inner Thoughts and Feelings(1)
Aye. I am an eighteen year old female[Questionable]. My name and appearence are irrelevant, you do not need to know either one. I tend to keep everything inside. I tend to pick and choose what feelings and emotions I show people. That’s for everyone…well, except for one person. But his name and identity is irrelevant as well. Anyways, I’ve been told two very different things growing up. One if them is by my Mother and Step dad, which is to never let yourself get attached to anyone. To not open up and let anyone in. The other thing was told by everyone else, which was the exact opposite. To open up, let people in, and talk about my feelings. Of course, I did the opposite of what my parents told me. What kid doesn’t? I got attached to everyone, I was an open book, my emotions and feelings were very out there. And everything went downhill. Bullied, verbally and physically. Sexual abuse. Abandonment. Loss. Liars. Cheaters. Fakes. Players. All of the “fun” stuff. With all of that, I closed up, I became colder little by little. I started acting out, not giving a fuck bout who would get hurt in the progress. And honestly, the whole time, I knew I was only hurting my self…and maybe my parents. I think that’s why I kept doing it. I wanted to hurt them and myself. I grew to despise them, because they were right. They were right and I wanted them to be wrong. Pathetic reason to despise someone, I know. But…if I could make it where you could see from my view, you would understand the anger and resentment. Anyways, after all of that, I eventually became cold, distant, and reckless. I kept everything inside. I was, and still am, a silent ticking bomb. But now, I’m not really reckless anymore. I observe. I focus on pleasing other people, even if that’s going against what I want. I say I don’t mind and that I don’t care, but I do. I just don’t acknowledge it. Plain and simple. Honestly, it’s just easier to do/say what people want me to do/say. Less of a hassle. I know that sounds lazy in a way, but hey, It’s just how it is. And it’s really not as bad as people say it is. It’s kinda like when your parents are yelling at you and you just use your self control to swallow back everything you wanna say to them cause you know it’s not gonna do you any good. Easy right? Sometimes. So, it’s kinda similar to that, except it’s on a daily bases 24/7. I can see why it would seem impossible to do it for that long, but you get use to it. It’s like a second skin. It comes naturally. Ah, well it was nice getting that out. Hope you enjoyed. I gotta try to “sleep” now.
Until the next moon~