cupcakes and mistakes

tastefullyoffensive:

If Disney Princesses Were Actually Sloths by Jen Lewis

Previously: Nicolas Cage as Disney Princesses

*shows helen*

"I swear I wasn’t looking up the sloth tag again…It was on my dash…" - me

i went to the mall to apply at journeys…

fmlawschool:

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…on friday and i saw three employees inside and walked right by. i freaked like, they’re going to talk about me when i leave and just toss the application out…they’re just too cool…

Started off as a Morello…and now I think it’s all turned me into a Piper - annoying bitch who can’t find it in her to care.

This has been a week full of fucking disasters..,

I’m still at the job I hate, my personal life went to shit and my mom just told me my grandma’s dog attacked Skuzzlebutt. That’s our 10-year-old dog. She might not be as strong to make it. Plus, she’s a hell of a lot smaller than our other dog that bitch attacked a few years ago. If she dies before I get to see her one last time I will…I just can’t. Like everything else I cried about this week cannot compare to this. I’ve yet to lose someone I love that much and it might be the dog I’ve loved more than anything…She may as well be another sibling.

I might be too busy trying to participate. So if this does end up being the last letter, I just want you to know that I was in a bad place…

- Charlie, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

Who knows how much I’ll tell when I recap my 2014…it’s been a doozy so far…

ssweaterweather:

have you ever had a friend who is literally like your soul mate but like in a friendship way like you are so compatible and perfect for each other 

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Loretta :D

If there was ever a pop song I’d wish I’d written…goddamn this is good.

socalgirl27:

panda-z:

vodouqueer:

I AM IN ABSOLUTE DENIAL

Wtf mind blownn

WHAT.

interesting…

Sometimes you have to be grateful for the hermit life…

…I couldn’t imagine having to hold all of this in at an office or at a store. I thought I was getting better and then NOPE. Hello morning panic attacks that turn into hours of crying while trying to write about a Kardashian or make a top 10 list or do Satan’s work. Last night I was grateful my roommate disappeared in the room for an hour because I could feel the breakdown on deck and was going to have to sit in the bathroom if she continued to watch TV. Then I had to sleep on the couch - most times it’s because I know I’m going to be a pussy and cry before the off-brand Benedryl kicks in. I really hope I can fake it this weekend and not ruin my first trip to the desert in almost seven months. I don’t need my mom knowing what a mental mess I really am…

Mondays I’m like, yeah…gonna do shit this week! Then Tuesday comes and I’m like, fuck everything. I wanna just curl up into a ball and never move.

Mondays I’m like, yeah…gonna do shit this week! Then Tuesday comes and I’m like, fuck everything. I wanna just curl up into a ball and never move.