Life Named Me Lemons

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Mon, 20 May 2013 07:47:45 -0400

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thevoiceofus: We come from the deep.

Mon, 20 May 2013 07:47:00 -0400

thevoiceofus:

We come from the deep.

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Mon, 20 May 2013 07:46:53 -0400

kickingandpunching: I think that Disney teaches questionable values to impressionable young...

Mon, 20 May 2013 07:46:01 -0400

kickingandpunching:

I think that Disney teaches questionable values to impressionable young children by giving the villains the most awesome songs.

commiekinkshamer: i have no problem with pointing out that anyone of any gender can be an abuser,...

Mon, 20 May 2013 07:45:44 -0400

commiekinkshamer:

i have no problem with pointing out that anyone of any gender can be an abuser, rapist, pedophile etc because that’s absolutely true.

but the problem with always emphasizing “yes but it happens to everyone, not just women (or people of colour, or trans* people, etc)!” is that it depoliticizes the issue.

violence is not an accident, it is reflective of social power relations that permeate society at every level

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Mon, 20 May 2013 07:41:59 -0400

hannahbeezy: If I like you and I’m comfortable around you, I’m going to get weird.

Mon, 20 May 2013 07:40:31 -0400

hannahbeezy:

If I like you and I’m comfortable around you, I’m going to get weird.

Babeee

Sat, 11 May 2013 23:04:18 -0400

Babeee

a-dr0p-of-golden-sun: avocadh0e: HAPPY LOVE YOUR BODY WEEK!...

Sat, 11 May 2013 23:00:55 -0400

a-dr0p-of-golden-sun:

avocadh0e:

HAPPY LOVE YOUR BODY WEEK! Today was seriously one of the best days of my life.

THE PUG ADDS TO THE BEAUTY OF THIS

amatnemo: I don’t understand people who think drunk texts are annoying. I think drunk texts are so...

Sat, 11 May 2013 23:00:43 -0400

amatnemo:

I don’t understand people who think drunk texts are annoying. I think drunk texts are so cute. Just think of it this way, you’re who that person is thinking of when their brain isn’t even functioning properly, you’re who that person is thinking of when they can’t even form coherent sentences. You’re on that person’s mind when they have the motor skills of an infant, that’s pretty fucking awesome if you ask me.

Hahahahahahahahhaaha this is funny because I did

Fri, 10 May 2013 13:00:11 -0400

Hahahahahahahahhaaha this is funny because I did

evolvinglogic: daddys—little—angel: similar posts here

Thu, 09 May 2013 21:52:22 -0400

evolvinglogic:

daddys—little—angel:

similar posts here

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Thu, 09 May 2013 21:51:45 -0400

devilwing: dotcore: via Raised by Screens. SAM! MY EEVEE...

Thu, 09 May 2013 21:49:17 -0400

devilwing:

dotcore:

via Raised by Screens.

SAM! MY EEVEE SAM!

I feel like you guys only post nude pictures when I'm at work

Thu, 09 May 2013 15:05:26 -0400

I sent a long email about Mother's Day to my recently orphaned friend.

Thu, 09 May 2013 09:41:00 -0400

As usual, she nails how I feel in her response.

I’m sorry because I know how much people look up to you, how much they admire you, love you, call you strong, but that at the end of the day, your life is still shit and you’re putting on the brave face for yourself just as much as everyone else. It’s scary as fuck. If something goes wrong, you’re fucked. There is no one there to catch you. I have panic attacks at night some times, knowing that if I somehow was displaced from everyone I know, there would be no one I could call up for help (other than you)
It hurts in the stupidest ways. It hurts to see families at the park. It hurts to see people walking their dog. It hurts when people talk about their siblings, when people casually mention mom filling their gas tank, when people have happy memories they remember. It hurts knowing one day I’ll be at graduation and I’ll watch everyone’s families file in, and I’ll look to the door but no one will come. That even if people do, it won’t be a family. There will be you, there might be a couple others, but still. That void. That empty, painful void.

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But if I’ve learned one thing from religion, it’s to have faith. Not in something fake or false or a delusion, but in myself. Because I am a radiant, powerful being, and I choose to overpower and to keep fighting because I will not. Give. Up. Ever. It’s the one thing I have a choice with.

I love you

If you didn’t know, my mother passed away 2 years ago, my father 7.

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