I'm such a fuckin' lady

I'm a very random, unique, and offensive human. If you are sensitive, please excuse yourself now. Good day, sir. I SAID GOOD DAY!!

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Unfortunately, I'm forced to play a dangerous game.

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I love this so much. Everything about this.

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Me when I hear my work alarm.

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Those days when you have no idea what the fuck you should be doing…

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Mindblowing…

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YouTube Makeup Tutorials: Now, this look is very easy. All you will need is twenty-four kinds of real horsehair brushes, all of which you can buy at Chanel for about five-hundred dollars, which is such a bargain for something so useful. Anyways, let's take out our palette of pure 24 karat gold flake eyeshadow and get started!

[justiceleague]

You idiot! You made me. Remember? You dropped me into that vat of chemicals. That wasn’t easy to get over, and don’t think that I didn’t try.

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“Have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight?”

[ruinedchildhood]

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((:

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Yes.

[0ver-exp0sure]

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Gorgeously amusing.

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FOLLOW ME, UPDATED MANY TIMES DAILY.

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Adventure, excitment. A jedi craves not these things.

[ruinedchildhood]

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Fuck.

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fuck

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What the fuck is wrong.

[wnq-anonymous]

Some periods of our growth are so confusing that we don’t even recognize that growth is happening. We may feel hostile or angry or weepy and hysterical, or we may feel depressed. It would never occur to us, unless we stumbled on a book or a person who explained to us, that we were in fact in the process of change, of actually becoming larger, spiritually, than we were before. Whenever we grow, we tend to feel it, as a young seed must feel the weight and inertia of the earth as it seeks to break out of its shell on its way to becoming a plant. Often the feeling is anything but pleasant. But what is most unpleasant is the not knowing what is happening. Those long periods when something inside ourselves seems to be waiting, holding its breath, unsure about what the next step should be, eventually become the periods we wait for, for it is in those periods that we realize that we are being prepared for the next phase of our life and that, in all probability, a new level of the personality is about to be revealed.

Alice Walker, Living by the Word (via wnq-anonymous)

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Most days this is me. Everyone looking at me saying,' oh! Look at her!' When I'm trying to be intimadating.

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I'm Jody. I decided after a long internal battle that I would fall to the wonderful world of Tumblr. I finally conformed. Please pause of an emotional moment of silence........ ...... .... ... .. . Okay. Moving on. I struggle with a lot in my life. Like any other broken ass adult I have had some horribly tramatic childhood experiences. As a result I'm basically mentally fucked. Yay!😃 I take literally a pharmacy of medications a day. This is so I don't freak out, and scare all the normal adult citizens I have the pleasure of coming into contact with. I do struggle with self harm, suicidal thoughts, almost crippling depression, and a number of other insecurities. So, sometimes I might not have rainbows, and gum drops flying out of my asshole. My bad. I'm normal to an extent. I am very happily married to a fantastic man! I'm privileged enough for him to be wonderfully understanding of my crazy, and still loves me. I have recently became more of a normal female. I love fixing my hair, applying makeup (even if it is poorly) , nail painting. I'm a HUGE comic book geek. So, my fashion isn't up to par. I love my grundy comic/band/movie t-shirts, boyfriend jeans, and of course my converse. I defiantly enjoy animals over humans. The unconditional love thing is a very big factor. That an the fact animals aren't backstabbing evil socialites. I personally own 2 dogs, and 2 cats. All of which are complete attention whores. You always have love in my home. Possibly not from humans, but definitely from one of my animals. I think I have spilled enough about me. I hope you read this, and don't find yourself wanting to choke me out, or ninja turtle me back into my mother's womb. Which could be possible. Eh, fuck it. No reason to care.