Walk of shamed it all the way to work this morning.

No fucks given.

Went on a double date with my sister and her boyfriend last night. Had a lovely time.

Go figure that as soon as I get the balls to run off to Europe I find my one reason to stay. I always knew that the only thing that would potentially make this trip not happen was if I was dating someone. Still planning on going… Just planning on missing someone a little extra. I leave for my 2 week road trip on Tuesday. We will see how that goes.

Happy happy happy :)

breaking-zayns-tables:

This is a Jake Bass appreciation post. Can we just thank the Lord for this being.

I have never been so pressed on a (most likely) gay man. Ohhh Jake Bass… 

breaking-zayns-tables:

This is a Jake Bass appreciation post. Can we just thank the Lord for this being.

I have never been so pressed on a (most likely) gay man. Ohhh Jake Bass… 

(Source: justzialling)

always-an-equestrian:

Treliver Decanter

gawgeous.

always-an-equestrian:

Treliver Decanter

gawgeous.

(Source: treliverstud.co.uk, via g-a-l-l-o-p)

conveys:

kiss me like you wanna be loved

conveys:

kiss me like you wanna be loved

(Source: wonderfulsenses, via praises)

I skipped work tonight. Didn’t call. Just didn’t show up.

I was literally too sad to go. I left the rig and barely made it to my car before I was in tears. 8 hours later and it hasn’t stopped. Around hour 3 I think I figured out the source of my sadness. Sure, missing a boy / wanting one that you will probably never have sucks… But this is so much more than that.

This is me feeling like a total and complete failure. This is about graduation. Mine and my sister’s. This is about life. This is about shattered dreams. I will be graduating without honors from a school that is so far beneath me 6 years after high school. I have never felt like such a disappointment in my entire life. I am not proud of myself for graduating. I am not looking forward to it. All it marks is the day that I am recognized as becoming nothing close to what I should have been.

I’m not entirely sure what to even call my emotions or what to do about them. I have never hated myself so much. I have never felt this depressed and hopeless. Where do I go from here? How do I make it out alive?

I used to think disappointing your parents was the worst feeling in the world.

I was wrong. Disappointing yourself hurts way worse.

morehawk:

fucking bad ass.

morehawk:

fucking bad ass.

(Source: yencid)


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