My Love/Hate Relationship With Life
My life, my friends, my story, and whatever else i want to share.
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Photoset reblogged from Wyckid Makeup Artist
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Video reblogged from Krafty Kristin
It’s time to stand up for your First Amendment rights, people! DO NOT let congressmen and senators, who are computer/technology illiterate, take away your free speech on the internet! Join the effort by blacking out your tumblr blog! There are petitions available on Google and Change.org. You can also send an email to your representatives at americancensorship.org. Or if you feel like picking up the phone give them a call! It’s time to put a stop to SOPA and PIPA! Don’t know what I’m talking about? Watch the video!
PROTECT IP / SOPA Breaks The Internet (by Fight for the Future)
PIPA/SOPA do more than just break the Internet (which would be bad enough). These bills are two more chinks in the armor that protects ordinary citizens from oppression by powerful government and corporate entities. Please visit americancensorship.org and tell congress you’re not going to stand for unprecedented government and corporate power to control and inhibit the speech of United States citizens.
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Going to college at 16 was a horrible desicion. I am completely broke due to paying $300 for books, almost $70 a week in gas, and about $5 a week in oil. Plus I have a ton of homework to do. I just want it to stop and there’s nothing i can do. I am constantly being compared to my sister becasue she did this too. she was a year older though and she could handle it. I can’t. But my parents are so proud of me and i can’t disappoint them either. I don’t know what to do.
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I sat down yesterday to write my autobiography assignment for English i couldnt think of anything to write. my profesor gave us some prompts and efter reading those i decided to write about the impact alcohol has had on my life. i started writing and found my self remembering not only my now sober grandpa but also the abuse of my best friend. She came to school with bruises and when i told my parents she got mad and told me she would never tell me again. then i remembered all the bruises she’s had in the past 2 years and i dont know where they came from. it could be sports, her horses, or any random thing. or it could be the abuse. im scared that she’s hiding things from me.
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i dated you before and broke up with you because we were friends and it was weird. i have regreted that desicion since the day it happened and then you gave me hope. you told me you were looking for a girlfriend. you asked me to hang out. you told me i was beautiful. you made me feel better about my self than i have felt in i dont know how long. and then when we hung out you treated me like shit. you treated me like a whore and i told you no and left and i havnt heard from you in 2 weeks. why did you think i would be the one to give it to you? and why did you tell me i as beautiful if you didnt mean it. because you obviously didnt mean it.
