Stanley sings to me to try to make me feel better. She’s a doll. (Taken with instagram)
I had my abortion today. The back waiting room was the worst kind of hell imaginable: girls crying, harsh nurses that weren’t understanding the girls pain, girls second-guessing themselves but knowing they didn’t have much other option.
I’m okay with my decision. I’m hurting really bad, physically, but otherwise I’m okay.
I babble when I go under. I always talk nonsense and ask too many questions, demand to know exactly what will happen during the procedure. My anesthestian was tripping me out and I started falling back; quoting Lennon, “It’s easy to live with eyes wide shut.”
I’m ready to feel normal again, fuck.
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- satan: let there be wifi passwords
- satan: let there be calories
- satan: let there be post limit
- satan: let there be swag
"Set your life on fire."
— Rumi
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I made the fucking mistake of creeping over to Brandon’s Facebook, and his girlfriends, and the awful fucking NAUSEATING conversations between them.
I used to be his girl. It used to be that he’d skip out on her to come chill for a few days.
I miss the shit out of him and I fucking hate it because he’s happy, sleeping in some thee bitches bed with my puppy. He has never had a problem taking everything from me, guiltless.
If I saw him I swear, I would be so conflicted between kissing him and beating him within an inch of his life.
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