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My dad’s dog and my rat have now officially met.


Mayday Parade | Stay

Can you tell I haven’t slept very well
Since the last time that we spoke?
I said “Please understand, I’ve been drinking again,
and all I do is hope.”

(via wildwest-selfishness)

I hate that feeling.

When you randomly feel depressed. There is no warning, no apparent reason. It just happens. You feel empty, and you feel hopeless. And you just feel tired. As if you never want to move again. Then when someone asks you what’s wrong, you can’t say because there is nothing that comes to mind. Then you start thinking of what it could be, and you realize just how much is wrong. You know that feeling? Yeah, it sucks.

(via taraannxx)

Think about meeting me someday :)

I think about that a lot actually. Like every time I see a post/picture from you on facebook or tumblr I’m just like, “One day, I’mma meet that bitch and I’mma get to see her beauty in person and we are gonna FUCK SHIT UP.”

A guy friend of mine posted a “straight pride” picture on his facebook. Needless to say I jumped on that shit.

I hope everything goes good soon with you all. If you guys need a ride let me know ^^

Aww thanks dollface! We’ll be okay. She should be home any minute now. We’ll probably just snuggle for a bit and then go to sleep. We have to be up early to go babysit my nephews.


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when you genuinely like and care for someone but can’t express it without being weird


(via fag-grenade)


I took this picture of Oli and myself today at the pool. After we got done swimming, we were walking home and had to pass by a group of cheerleaders that were practicing on my uni’s campus. One of the cheerleaders looked at Oliver and said, “She’s so cute!” With a smile on my face, I ruffled Oli’s hair and said, “HE.” as we continued walking past her. Immediately the girl winced, turned to her friend, and said, “Oh my god, she’s turning him gay..”
I am not turning my son gay by allowing him to express himself by wearing a floral dress. I’m so sick of people making comments that I’m altering my son’s sexual orientation or his gender identity because he’s wearing a dress. IT’S A DRESS. IT IS LITERALLY CLOTHING. If he is gay, that’s cool, I’ll accept him no matter what, and if he decides at any point he’s anything but a boy, I’ll still accept him (er, them/her). But allowing him to pick out his own clothes and taking him clothes shopping with me so he can pick out what he likes is not going to have ANY affect on his orientation/identity. The only concern I have about him wearing a dress is when he pulls it up to show me how big his tummy is in public, because I don’t want him showing a bunch of strangers his underwear.
If he was a little girl wearing a pair of shorts or a t-shirt with a dump truck on it, no one would say anything, because dressing as a boy is different. People see wearing a dress as a negative thing when you’re a boy, they say he’ll turn gay and that I’m a bad mom and I’m trying to turn him into a girl. But the bottom line is that him wearing a dress has nothing to do with being a boy or his orientation. If he’s gay, he’s gay. He’s too young to slap a sexuality on him at 3 and a half, and that’s not something I’m particularly worried about, because at this age he treats everybody the same and doesn’t have comprehension of what sexual/romantic attraction is. Wearing a dress has nothing to do with that.
He is a boy. He plays with dump trucks, rolls around in dirt, growls at everyone, and pretends to fart for fun. He also paints his nails, is obsessed with Sailor Moon, refers to himself as Princess Oliver, and yes, wears dresses. He is a boy.

Sarah is at a party and will be home soon but she’s drunk and I’m not sure how she’s getting back and I’m gonna spend time with her while she’s drunk and hopefully that’ll make me feel better cause I just feel so sad right now and I don’t know why.

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