Noises of coitus filled the air

soooooo i was diagnosed with a mood disorder by a man with menacingly melancholy blueberry socks...

Mon, 29 Apr 2013 19:36:46 -0400

soooooo

i was diagnosed with a mood disorder by a man with menacingly melancholy blueberry socks and an appealing accent

i start lithium soon

i start trying to claw my face off with all the fury of havoc humped harpy talons now

im not well

i cried in the car

i do not want to need help. But i also want to not feel dead inside??? So i guess I’ll have to make a fucking compromise and get doped up and docile and dandy

i feel like a burden, and i feel defective and and when he mentioned the possible weight gain side effects in other medications i was thrust dismally with the violent urge to projectile vomit all over his shabby and disgraceful sofa of sadness and sloppy ass imprints

i am not okay, but i have to keep going or else ill just petrify into a stale scone of sorrow and spicy sass bloomed from suffering

i couldn’t stop crumpling into pitiful snotty convulsions. And then i ate a grilled cheese, and then i couldn’t stop laughing at everything and then i screamed because i wanted to put on this necklace my dad bought me that has a woeful wise winged creature on it and then i tried to nap but it was SO FUCKING SWELTERING GOD ALMIGHTY I AM SECRETING PURE BUTTER PERSPIRATION and now i feel like pulling my finger nails off and WOW WOULD HAVE BEEN HELPFUL TO HAVE BEEN DIAGNOSED WITH THIS FUCK BUCKET YEARS AGO

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Sun, 28 Apr 2013 07:40:33 -0400

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Sun, 28 Apr 2013 07:20:56 -0400

we have to fill out paper work before i see my new psychologist. And after asking me if i was...

Sun, 28 Apr 2013 04:28:50 -0400

we have to fill out paper work before i see my new psychologist. And after asking me if i was addicted to meth or gambling on grumbling gator scuttling relay races or dangerous cult like castration in maniacal and monstrous sexual encounters or if i ever had immoral or illegal fantasies - like incest (and then homosexuality was an option after incest and pedophilia and I ??? !! WHAT THE WATER SKIING SORDID SCOUNDREL SASQUATCH I HAD NO IDEA THOSE WERE IN THE SAME LEAGUE OF DIABOLICAL DEBAUCHERY??? AM I GOING TO BE ARRESTED OR INSTITUTIONALIZED OR SHUNNED AND PELTED WITH SARDINES OVER MY GAYNESS???) it asked what I was like at school

and my mom literally put “has 2 friends. often talks about wanting to murder everyone. has panic attacks over using public toilets”

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Fri, 26 Apr 2013 08:40:30 -0400

well that synopsis took an unexpected turn there at the end adolescent lust will often lead to...

Fri, 26 Apr 2013 05:50:06 -0400

well

that synopsis took an unexpected turn there at the end

adolescent lust will often lead to unfortunate lycanthropy though. It is known.

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Fri, 26 Apr 2013 04:23:46 -0400

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Fri, 26 Apr 2013 04:16:05 -0400

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Fri, 26 Apr 2013 04:10:36 -0400

i talked to my brother today on the PHONE and he gave me TECHNOLOGICAL INSTRUCTIONS that i KIND OF...

Fri, 26 Apr 2013 03:50:23 -0400

i talked to my brother today

on the PHONE

and he gave me TECHNOLOGICAL INSTRUCTIONS

that i KIND OF SORT OF COMPREHENDED

i love my brother in the way you love someone who is very different from who you want to be, and you only see them occasionally and in large doses they can kinda be a dick and they eat all the salsa in one sitting and they tattle on you when you purge croutons and if we were in high school together and not related you understand he would be the exact sort of person who would mock you relentlessly - but since that’s not the situation and he buys you british period dramas for christmas you love him anyway

that’s what its like

i think my other brother is maybe perhaps an alcoholic

sooooooo

hmmmm neither of them are in close proximity, so i miss out on all the inebriated drama explosions

i think it’s sad when you grow up and then you start seeing your siblings once a year

i mean what the FUCK?!!!?!

we could all turn into dust in the solar system’s butt crack at any given moment and i only see my family for 3 days so we can awkwardly survey each other unwrapping gifts like the hall monitor hawks of humble home made bows of frills and frugality?!?!?!

FUCK

one time when i was young i had a nightmare so i went to sleep with my brother. And he made me sleep on the floor, which let me tell you GAZING UNDER A BED AS YOU’RE TRYING TO AVOID HELLISH PONDERINGS OF DERANGED DEMONS IS NOT HELPFUL

and on his TV there was one of those censored commercials for girls gone wild. And the entire night i was just like B O O B S

i was haunted by something very different that night. I just remember thinking “no libbay. no. those are naughty nubs. dont even go there”

and the next day at school i told everyone what i had witnessed like i was some traumatized survivor of hostile and woeful bosom warfare

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Fri, 26 Apr 2013 02:56:24 -0400

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Fri, 26 Apr 2013 02:47:19 -0400

rodneykong: shoutout to me for still not having my driver’s license

Fri, 26 Apr 2013 02:38:16 -0400

rodneykong:

shoutout to me for still not having my driver’s license

apparently my jubilantly festive silly putty went through the washing machine with a load of...

Fri, 26 Apr 2013 02:14:48 -0400

apparently my jubilantly festive silly putty went through the washing machine with a load of precious cotton cargo and now my shirt is in RUINS

and im not medicated currently, so i wasn’t going to accept any blame so i screamed “STOP BUYING ME SILLY PUTTY AND SLINKIES. I HAVE TOO MANY. THEY ALWAYS END UP CAUSING CHAOS AND DESTRUCTION”

my mom had forgotten to buy butter tho, so she was awaiting a challenge to awaken her trotting temper so she was like “IT’S EASTER. I’LL BUY YOU WHAT EVER THE HELL I WANT, AND YOU BETTER LIKE IT” but then she ran into a wall and was like “GOD BLESS AMERICA”

so i glanced down at my sticky and disgraced former attire and angrily declared “you’re always so fucking patriotic when you stub your toe. God does not bless your blackened toe nail, lassie. That’s the devil’s work”

Fun. - Anything Could Happen (Ellie Goulding Cover)

Fri, 26 Apr 2013 02:04:47 -0400

Fun. - Anything Could Happen (Ellie Goulding Cover)

ronstoppableismypatronus: stare-with-their-eyes: Michelle’s...

Fri, 26 Apr 2013 01:55:03 -0400

ronstoppableismypatronus:

stare-with-their-eyes:

Michelle’s bleeding heart sweater look from the Project Runway season 11 finale

I’d wear the shit out of this look

if there was a hood and pockets I would live in this look

photos by Vail Fucci

I also really want this sweater as well.

send me a '★' and i'll put my ipod on shuffle and tell you our song

Fri, 26 Apr 2013 01:43:56 -0400

im in one of those “you’re a miserable ball of mucus and a shitty excuse for a writer...

Fri, 26 Apr 2013 01:10:20 -0400

im in one of those “you’re a miserable ball of mucus and a shitty excuse for a writer and your thighs are the size of a rhino’s testicles engorged with deformed dishonor” moods

so time to inject soup into my veins so i can become a liquefied delight

all i can do tonight is watch zombies be dismembered and vanquish the urge to chop off my own spastic limbs

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Thu, 25 Apr 2013 23:18:00 -0400

First name:  Elisabeth Nickname:  Libbay, Lizard Lover, yum yum, pickle, dog lady Age:  17Gender:  female Sexual Orientation: You like girls and certain boys but you hate people  Nationality:  You're american Relationship status:  single Likes:  dogs, cheese, Maggoe, cooking mama Dislikes:  The majority of penises, dog poop, school Random fact: you don't like other people to use your toilet

Thu, 25 Apr 2013 23:05:00 -0400

so very accurate

“you like girls and certain boys but you hate people”

YOU REALLY GET ME

I do have a special place in my heart very certain cocks. Some just have a little bit more razzle dazzle, and how can you not be endeared to a dick sporting bejeweled nylon cloak.

EXCUSE ME FOR MISTRUSTING PEOPLE’S BUTTS. I still won’t use the downstairs toilet because party people nonchalantly defecated in there and it has been forever tainted by sin and the depravity of dung

When we had to share a bathroom i would always squat. I could never relax. The angst and panic your crotch causes me is incalculable and endlessly haunting