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hey so

if you follow me for my sex work, you’ll no longer find that here

feel free to shoot me an ask OFF ANON to ask for my new blog for that stuff

this is just gonna be my blog i come to to enjoy myself

ok thanks

Dear November,
Take it easy on me. I can barely see. I walk through the fog that seems like just yesterday was the warmth of the sun. I’m not ready for the cold, not ready for the loneliness, not ready for the darkness that swallows me as each winter comes.

Nicole Abrams, writing prompt #66: Write about November (via wordsnquotes)

1. When you think you are in love for the first few times it will hurt you when it’s over, but give it time and you’ll realise that you are worth so much more than that so called love.
2. Friends can be just as so called as that love. It’s not your fault nor should you close out every other friend “just in case”. Hold tight to the ones that count.
3. It’s easy to put things off and hard to get things done. Make a list the prioritize. Get the first three done.
4. Some people will always underestimate. Some people will always believe in you more than you do. Remember which voices count.
5. Finding courage is one of the hardest things, but if you want to truly live, you must be brave.
6. Even in your darkest hour there is small flickers of light. Thrive in those.
7. Too often you may feel overwhelmed. If you can take an afternoon to relax. If you can’t spend three minutes, then refer to number 3.
8. Try and get enough sleep even if you have to say no to other things.
9. People don’t know what you are going through if you never let them in. It’s easier to get better with friends.
10. Smile. You are insanely beautiful, goddamn intelligence, brave as hell, and a fucking good friend. And always remember your not the least bit useless

whatapunderfullife ,  writing prompt #62: list 10 pieces of advice you’d give yourself (via wordsnquotes)

woke up to find my roommates cats got to my plants again

i dont fucking understand HOW. they were in a window thats so out of reach.

HOWWWW. and fuck this shit. i can’t wait to move out.

greelin:

why do so many 40+ yr old men have the audacity to like.. flirt w/ me in all seriousness. i’m half (or less!) your age, bud. do you not have places to be? go call your kids. eat a grapefruit. stock up on viagra. decay. the options that don’t involve me are endless