Is it true that being nice actually pays off in...
I didn’t think so up until last night, but it might just be true. It gives me some hope at least and I’m a happy camper again.
I should probably just go to bed instead.
I’m running on 4 hours of sleep. I worked 8hrs+ today without any breaks or food. These factors doesn’t really help my already terrible ability to control my emotions, so to speak.
Today has been a great day,
3 hours of outlining and shading and we’re half done with my thigh. It looks absolutely amazing and it’s not even done yet. Ahhh.
Prepare for a long rant tonight. I can feel it...
When someone asks; "are you friends with him/her"...
Did it ever occur to you that it doesn’t make it more okay to talk behind someone’s back just because you don’t know them. Grow up mother fuckers.
Things that happend,
Never in my life have I met someone that has affected my view on life and myself as a person as much as you did. You changed my whole life perspective, you made me realize things I’ve never considered before. You made me go through things that I never thought I’d go through and it has definitely not been easy. I kept telling myself that you would be there for longer than the short...
Mom: How many tattoos are you planning to get?
Mom: But, you already have more than that..
Getting to see my thigh piece tomorrow!!
I’m beyond excited!
When you find that one person who connects you to the world, you become someone...– Person of Interest (via anditslove)
3 days out of town and no matter what I thought before I left it was actually very nice for my head to get out. Even though certain other things made me kinda bitchy, I mean, I got some perspective and I didn’t have to worry so much. But even though it was good for me I just can’t let things go. I thought I could, but something is wrong, and I have to find out what. I just hate that...
Ok. So right now I wish I had a fever or another very good excuse to stay home this weekend. I’m not looking forward to spending 6+ hours in a car today. I’m not looking forward to socializing with people, I don’t want to be outside. I just want to lay down in my bed and never get up, ever again. Yes, it’s that bad.
At least your pocket likes calling me. And just by hearing your voice when yelling through the kitchen my anxiety dropped. I even considered not hanging up, for that reason.
Waking up from nightmare realizing things aren’t as bad > waking up from dream realizing that nothing has changed, what happened still happened and you’re still failing at life
Just got home from 12 hours at school. Now I just got to start AND finish this essay on decaf. No biggie, except that I want to lay down in bed and cry.
I want to go to Coachella so bad now!