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I dont deserve..

Anything..

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ok universe, i’m ready to feel good things. make me feel good things.

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I said something horrible a couple weeks ago. To the person i love more than anything in the world. I got sick soon after and since I said it, even though hes forgiven me, I feel like I need to punished, to hurt. I've had several thoughts about cutting, hurting myself some way or another..because I deserve it..I don't deserve him, he's perfect and all I am is trash..I feel like I'm ruining everything and I just wanna step away because I'm scared..terrified that he will say enough is enough..that I'm not worth the effort anymore..

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All the time I worry about being enough..being interested in what you are, doing enough for you and being enough for you. I'm worried I will disappoint you..

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Calling Slytherins sarcastic, edgy people who are always pissed off is all fun and games until you realize when those jokes are all you say about Slytherins or about being Slytherin is exactly what reinforces the stupid stereotypes

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This is the point at which everyone starts to get sick of me...how long before they want me gone too? Self destruct is the one button I always hit.

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It was nice knowin y'all

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Ghost NPC: This necklace belonged to my daughter. How did you find it? Bard: My… boss gave it to me

DM: The ghost does not believe you, and you sense that she’s disappointed in you for lying Bard: I’m sorry, I just��. I’m nervous because… Bard: …. Because you’re so beautiful!

DM: It’s a GHOST DM: It’s a hooded figure, nothing but darkness and glowing amber eyes!

Bard: Does it work or not DM: [sighs]…. NPC: You can do better than an old bird like me Bard: Well baby, I’m a den hunter DM: You feel a wave of heat from the ghost

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Don’t you hate when you realise you’re not special to someone anymore? Like you still talk, but they don’t talk to you the same, or do those little things that showed they really liked you.

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So you’ve got this bitch-ass fitted sheet that you would normally pile into a ball and shove into a closet so you won’t have to deal with it, yeah? Well. Quit acting like a piece of linen is better than you are. You can make a fitted sheet bend to your will. And here’s how…

First, put your sheet on the floor. Stand above it for a few seconds so it knows who’s boss.

Then, put your hand in the lower left corner so that it’s inside out. Do the same to the lower right corner.

Now, your lower left and right corners of the fitted sheet should be inside out. (Shoutout to Amy Poehler, love your work).

Then, take the lower left corner (that’s still inside out) and tuck it into the upper left corner. It should look like the picture above once you’re done. Then, do the same with your right corners.

It should look something like that. Right now, she’s your friend at the end of a good night out. Doesn’t look really bad, but you know she deserves better. 

Pull at the corners until you get something like this shape, as it makes it easier to fold. You’ve given your friend some plain white bread and a glass of water. She’s looking much more presentable now.

Now, pull in at the elastic until you make a rectangle. You’ll want to tuck and smooth the excess fabric away from the elastic seams and towards the closed edge of the fitted sheet.

Once you’ve got a (semi) neat rectangle, fold the the top of the sheet down about a third of the way through. I like to fold the upper part of the sheet down first, because it’s not as straight of an edge as the bottom. You can find your own meaning within that description.

Now, fold the lower portion of the sheet on top of the part you’ve already folded down.

Fold the left side of the sheet into the middle, and then fold the right side of the sheet on top of what you just folded. 

Congratulations. You just made a fitted sheet your bitch.

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I’m just gonna take this as a sign…

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if you’re white. being,,,not straight ,,does not give you a “poc card”. i think a lot of you think it does. like being ,,not straight,,does not mean you can seperate yourself from other white people.

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Reminder to myself

Enjoy it while it lasts, because everyone always decides you're too much to handle in the end. He's going to leave too.

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source: https://tumblr.zendesk.com/hc/en-us/articles/115007729788-Heads-up-for-AT-T-customers

In other words, if you’re using an ATT email for your Tumblr account, you need to go change your email or you will pretty much be…

banned

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So, if you put your URL in here, you can listen to all the music you’ve ever blogged.

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Strong and Steady. I feel your heart beat in your chest. It resonates within you. It's loud and clear and my own is drowned out from the sound of it. Calm and Collected. Your breath comes easy, clear and unwavering. I try to time my own to it but you can breathe deeper, easier and so much better than me. Warm and Waiting. Your arm is outstretched towards me, palm open, inviting. I take your hand with my own. Your fingers are warm, your hand so large it engulfs mine. My fingers are cold, my hands shake. Unbent and Unbroken. You step easy, facing the future with a smile and a sure feeling. You know who you are. You know what you want. You stand ready to take on whatever may come. My knees are weak, I could be blown away in a storm. Honest and Happy. I stand beside you, I lay with you, I feel you. I breathe you in and suddenly, my heartbeat is Strong and Steady. My breath is Calm and Collected. My hands stop shaking, I feel the warmth spreading through my fingertips, Warm and Waiting. You hold me tight, no storm will take me, I will not be blown away, with you I learn to hold my own ground, Unbent and Unbroken. Fears fade away, when I feel you beside me, holding me close and drawing me in. Each piece of myself I thought was lost is right there, within you. You are my home. A place where I will always find comfort and love, where I will always be safe.

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hey so protip if you have abusive parents and need to get around the house as quietly as possible, stay close to furniture and other heavy stuff because the floor is settled there and it’s less likely to creak