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Three Days of Horror

chelynne:

It’s been a damn hard week and guess what it’s just Tuesday. A weekend of sleepless nights and fatigue-filled days left me enthused and energetic to start eating right and taking care of my body until I woke up muggy Monday morning with a killer back pain beneath my neck preventing me from doing anything of worth that day. A day of intense stabbing turned into an afternoon of considering myself clinically depressed due to a sense of worthlessness because I have no purpose, no direction, unsure of where my passion lies anymore. A night of an untimely loss for the team and the sport I scream for. I looked ahead to better days. Better days turned into a chance at reconciliation with someone whose silence has been on my heart for years, and my timely running into her in person and everywhere online has led me to offer up my pride. A morning greeted seeing her in the Kanye West video, a late morning wondering if I should and an afternoon spent sending a message of encouragement and friendliness. Eight hours have passed and wasted away as I waste away at a job that seemed promising but just promises emptiness. A sunset of no response, a night of a horrible fight, a drive home into the darkness and so many thoughts racing through my mind I stop just past the limit line and the red light camera flashes twice. The hours ticking to midnight show no relief as I pace and worry about a ticket. 21 minutes until midnight and no response from her, I see she does not care and I should stop caring but I’m the type that always cares. 20 minutes now propped up on my elbows, back aching again. A night of crying and I don’t know what this was if not to document the crappy three days I’ve been going through and all I can do is lay on my back and cry “Why God Why.”

Don’t worry dear… sometimes reaching out means getting rejected but at least you can walk away from the situation knowing that you tried to make peace and if there’s any angst left in the situation, it’s all in their head cuz you’re truly over it. I’m sorry you had such a crapful day though. But what would the good ones be if you didnt have this to compare them with? Tomorrow is a new day, and who knows? Maybe she’s still pondering on what to say to you because she doesnt know immediately, how to respond…

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TOTALLY CRUSHING ON THE DOCTOR.

(via littledynamite)

Hope you dont mind a little unsolicited advice:

Girl, I feel you. I work in a Dr’s office too and one of the doctors is awesome. I was crushing on him and before I knew it we were hanging out as friends… then we went to a concert together, got drunk and started making out. Turns out he likes me too… O_O oops. (No he’s not married) just be careful… :) That situation can get really tricky. We work in a small office so dating is tough. Take it from someone who knows. Oiye.

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Reblog with the length of your longest relationship who ended it, and if you still miss them

noahkai:

kumquatsandapricots:

galvatron:

wakethedevil:

glowinthedarkvagina:

endlessendeavour:

perfectscene:

11months, i did, and yes, terribly.

my longest continuous relationship was a year and a half…she passed away.

29 days. I broke it off. Yeah.

6 months 5 days, she dumped me after cheating on me, and I used to miss her, but now I want nothing to do with her.

Two years.

He cheated on me, then left me. Haha.

1 and half year

I ended it.

He was creepingly obsessed with me.

I don’t miss stalkers

2 weeks, they did, and no.

3 years if you include our ‘on and off’ phase, i finally did, and no.

drugs

takingdrugs:

fafafab:

people who do drugs are so stupid they don’t even have any idea

drugs are the stupidest thing ever! if you’re paying for drugs you might as well pay someone to kill you, cause it certainly gets you to the point way faster than the slow and degrading death drugs are gonna give you

and what is worst than drugs? people who start doing drugs by saying “this is just for fun I can stop whenever I can”

I’ve always found that lying to oneself is the worst kind of lie there is..

I really don’t get drugs

I really don’t get drug doers either

LOL

Dude. This person quoted Maroon 5 lyrics on their blog… clearly they are a 12 year old girl. Give her a break, she’ll figure it out one day (maybe). In the meantime, LOL indeed.

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fat girls give good head.

(via bringtheruckuss)

Dude, all the fat girls I’ve ever known have absolutely adored giving head. The fattest chick I ever knew used to talk about it so much it made me sick. Ugh.

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8:38pm is a good time to quit working for the day.

poortaste:

Weed Me!

And for the record - the average 20 something doesn’t know the first thing about working hard, including me.

Sup Poortaste. Alli B here… just thought I’d let you know, you seem like a cool/smart guy that I’d be down to hang out/smoke/discuss things with. Not to be a creeper or anything. I’m just sayin. Based on your posts, you seem pretty damn down to earth. If you’re ever in SD, I’d be down to get a beer and people watch.

Friendlily (yes I know that’s not a real word),

Alli.

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Lollapalooza…

walpaper:

Ticket Sold.

Have fun everyone!

Not happy I’m going to miss it.

you should have sold it to MEEEEEE! T_T

why couldnt you go?