I like people who buy the refill jug for their soap instead of a new dispenser each time.
Ask me anything
College saved my life.
This blog contains pieces of me.
If pictures are not credited, I took them.
Moratorium- A period of allowing oneself to be uncertain or confused about identitiy.
Here’s the day I’ve been dreading. I need a haircut. I hope they don’t notice the bloody sores all over my scalp, and if they do notice, for the love of Cher, please don’t ask me about them.
I’ve come to realize that I’m always too concerned with how fair everything is and I need to stop because its watering down my good days and drilling in my bad days further.
I sit here again, again, again with blood running down my body and its been years of the same. I sit here again educated, and aware, and pissed off and nothing has changed and I still hate myself and I still hate everyone and whatever whatever whatever because its all just more of the same. I hate Denver. I hate these people. I hate all of it. All of it. All of it. And I’m sick to my stomach and I dont care about recovery anymore.
Reagan was the worst president ever.