The Blood Force

Jun 01

uselessxvx:

I wish I stayed asleep today.

BUT WHY WHEN YOU WOKE UP TO WEAR SUCH AN AWESOME SHIRT?!?!

Mmmmmmmm.

A Dangerous Method

(Source: dominant-desires, via uselessxvx)

Escue me, sir. I need you to stop bein’ so DAMN gawjus.

(Source: homicideseason, via sensiblyinsane)

May 30

Of fucking course.

I have a meeting with the regional director of Planned Parenthood here at 2 o’clock and my boss wants me to come in at 2:30. Of fucking course. No, I’m 19 and don’t do important things with my life. Seriously. It’s no big deal.

I wish I could already have my law degree. I am so tired of being treated like what I do isn’t important, as if my will can be bent to someone else’s all willy nilly. I have things to do.
But no. Whatever.

I actually really liked him as Bruce Banner. Watched the Avengers again tonight with a really gorgeous girl who has a boyfriend (who she left me for). BUT WHATEVER. I would totally sleep with Bruce Banner. Especially if he looks like Mark Ruffalo.

I think that maybe

The fact that I’ve cared about so many people and lost them (sometimes repeatedly, sometimes in very permanent fashions) that it has made me next to incapable of being genuinely attached to the people I’m involved with. I sometimes think I could be functionally polyamorous, then I realize I just want the attention. I just want to be desired. I want people to want me in painful ways, because I have wanted people so badly. I have loved people so horribly and they did not want me. They did not care for me. They lied, they ignored it, they left me, they hated me. I was a worthless, pathetic creature for it. Aside from one particularly large childhood problem, it all stems from failed love. I was in love, and the other was not. So the people I’m with cannot fathom those feelings for me and I can no longer fathom them myself. At least not now. Not at this point. I have trained myself to not get that hurt, I think.

I’m more clever than I think.

I wanna own this sign.

(via katethemetalqueen)

uselessxvx:

misanthrowpee:

Gpoy. I’m this turtle, trying to sneak in on everyone else’s snugs.

Nope. That’s all me!

One of these things is not like the others.

(Source: falseanatomy)

Gonna break down and buy. Swear.
Ooooor go find a tea set somewhere at some antique store/flea market (I live in AR, so that is not difficult) and make it. We’ll see.

(Source: , via andromedadarling)