21 year old married writer from orlando, florida. hoping to build a family with my fiance within the next year or two. starting college in 2017. spoonie. makeup addict. fashion lover. dog person. trying to figure out my life one day at a time.
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Remaking my tumblr bc reasons Stay tuned
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As of 12/1/2016, I am married to my best friend and the happiest person on earth
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That moment when after 9 years of cystic acne, copious amounts of failed skincare routines, $50 in new skincare products, completely changing diets, cutting out soda, I can finally post a no makeup selfie.
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It was a chemical pregnancy. Because fuck my life. I'm not okay right now.
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Tuafw 90% of the time you write (and sometimes speak) very formally and therefore trying to send an email to someone explaining something seems very passive aggressive, but that's not my intention.
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tuaf when!!! your parents ignore ALL your symptoms and write them off as you being ‘quirky’, or ‘unique’ and 'unusually gifted/smart’ because they can’t STAND the thought of having an autistic child, and therefore have hindered your resources and you can’t reach out for accommodation and it makes you wanna cry
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thank god for the mythbusters though because it used to be that whenever i knew i had insomnia i’d just kind of accept it and stay up doing whatever until my morning classes and spend the day feeling like shit
but then they did an episode where they established that even just fucking laying there for a half hour, not even sleeping just laying there and not even for an hour, makes a significant difference and you’ll feel way better
it has made a huge difference in my life to know that it’s okay if i can’t fall asleep, it takes a lot of the pressure off and ironically helps me fall asleep better
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depression after years of having it isn’t even sadness it’s just being exhausted and being allowed one (1) emotion a week and sometimes your brain is like “die” and you’re like “shut up brad”
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some jackalope: "shark infested waters"
me cupping my hands around my mouth: THEY LIVE THERE
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#my mother in law always tells me to eat more#and asks if im hungry#and once bought me an entire pie#not a slice#an entire goddamn pie
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I am so ready for the first of Halloween.
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D&D players will always come up with the most bizarre, workable solutions to problems when you least expect it.
In one game I ran, the party needed to find a magical artifact and didn’t have any idea where it was at all. So they decided to use Commune to figure it out - but Commune as a spell only lets you ask yes or no questions, and get an answer out of it. So they took a map of the continent, drew a line down half of it, and asked “Is the artifact on this half of the map?”. They then continued, narrowing the artifact’s location down further and further, until they were able to pinpoint the exact building in question.
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Honestly in all of these stories these poetic white men who somehow end up immortal get so bored and miserable because they just sit in their mansion all day doing whatever it is they need to do in order to sustain their immortality and then they just throw lavish parties and organize orgies or whatever and then they’re like “why am I sad I eat three course meals and have at least one orgy daily what MORE could I POSSIBLY need??”
Like???? Damn go for a walk. Do you even KNOW your neighbors? Get a dog and take it to the park. Set up an elaborate fish tank. Go skiing like you’ve been alive for 200 years and you’ve spent 180 of it in your house looking at paintings and drinking wine with other rich assholes no wonder ur life sucks my man.
Buy a canoe.
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