if you knew me in 7th grade I’m sorry
“mom im so bored”
“you can do your homework!”
god damn it ash you stupid fuck
Put up all the horrible “wow if that was me, I’d die” ones
getting a note on a super old post
don’t you hate it when you’re reading a chapter and then it’s coming to its climax and omg what’s gonna happen, then woops, your eyes dart to the last line and you spoil yourself and hate yourself for it
this is why, in particularly intense reading situations, i physically put my hand over the bottom of the page so i can’t accidentally spoil myself.
i take this shit seriously.
I AM NOT ALONE IN THIS WORLD
My therapist told me instead of hurting myself I should draw something pretty were I want to cut. This is the result. And it works, honestly. If you’re struggling with self harm I really recommend this. (Make sure you use a marker and not a pen cause pens can hurt you! )
So much respect.
My dad has access to 3D Printing technology and the first thing he prints is a miniature version of himself
you shrunk your dad with a shrink ray and now you’re trying to cover it up with this bullshit.. but we dont believe it for a second
shrinking your own dad for notes… that’s a new low for this website
reblog this post if you don’t want to reblog this post.
I sit back and cry as the paradox is in effect. reblog if you don’t want to. leave it alone if you do. I do not want to reblog this post. I want to leave. I want to be free. But the law dictates I…
if i become a drug dealer i’m gonna say to my customers ‘now put THAT in your pipe and smoke it” and we’d all laugh and then i’d call the police because drugs are fucking illegal