i feel really bad when people screw up in the olympics like
no let them do it again i’m sure they can do it right if they tried again oh no
(Source: takayaabe, via pretty-rekkless)
Oh hey Tumblr. I didn’t see you sitting there. I guess I’ve been walking right past you for the last few months. My life has been such a busy blur and I’m so sorry I’ve been neglecting you. You used to serve as such a great outlet for all of my crazy emotions and thoughts - you used to help me keep that craziness so organized. But don’t worry, I’m still crazy. And I’ve been keeping it all bottled up. But now I really think it will help me if I can release that craziness once again into your arms, dear Tumblr. Be prepared.
HORSE IN NEED OF BLANKET IN CENTRAL NC- PLEASE SIGNAL BOOST!
it was brought to my attention that someone posted on craigslist that their horse has no shelter and no blanket with the snow coming tomorrow. this person is looking to buy a blanket for a small horse (15.3) in the triad area of NC.
pleeaassee signal boost even if you are not looking to sell a blanket! it hurts my heart to think of a horse with no shelter or blankie out tomorrow :(
Oh no! They should have sent this around sooner! Ahhh!
"Stop romanticizing people who hurt you."
this is like when you’re sitting with someone that you really like then you like touch knees or something and all of a sudden you feel all this energy going through both of you through this one point of contact
(Source: elentori, via redlipstickandpearls)
Make cash and leave the dust behind…
It’s been over a year since I called you mine for the first time. It’s been a year, this week, since you broke my heart in two and left me excluded from your mind, your life. As I frantically tried to find you again, my heart and brain were in panic mode. How could someone who makes me feel so whole hurt me? Again? Again, I made myself vulnerable. I have someone hope and trust who didn’t deserve it. It’s been a year and I’m honestly still not over it. As hard as I try, a little part of me still wants to give you a second look, a second chance. But that’s not fair to me. It’s not fair to Ben. And it’s not fair to you. If you won’t turn your life around for me, I’m afraid you’re probably doomed. And I guess that’s not my problem anymore.
Thanks for being there always. Thanks for making me fall in love with you. Thanks for breaking my heart. Thanks for wrecking my life and trust in people…and continuing to do that even now. Thanks for everything. Thanks for nothing.
I’m better off without you although my heart still hurts.
We used to be able to enjoy our conversations. We used to joke with each other, make each other laugh, lovingly pick on each other. Now it feels like we constantly jab each other. Going out of our ways to find something mean to say….that’s not love! Negativity is all that fills our home together. I can’t stand it. I can’t take it. This is my past on repeat and I just want out. Unhappiness. I want to be completely happy again.