jimmyrustlr:

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see I toldja you wuz famous

Oh god. XD

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alsextehgreat:

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katzuh:

eatprayklaine:

…I didn’t even realize half of the things I typed…that I was feeling like that…

Now I’m crying. Thank you whoever made this.

This helped me vent today

That was incredible.

i don’t know why… but i feel like crying :/ this is such a nice thing. thank you.

this is such a beautiful idea, I love whoever made this.

Whoever made this; Thank you from the bottom of my heart. This is amazing. Just, believe me.

What the hell D:

The stuff I was typing I didn’t even know I felt.

You don’t have to reblog, just click the image. but honestly, I needed to do this. I have this raw, real feeling inside of me right now.

Crying.

Wow okay I was having a breakthrough and it froze on me

Great job thoughts room

It’s a wonderful idea though, everyone should give it a try even if they don’t think they have any burdens

Everyone (particularly four of you) should try this. It’s amazing.

ablogbyjesus:

I know most people don’t understand but,

Stop asking people “Are you a boy or a girl?”

The correct way to figure out someone’s gender is

“What pronouns do you prefer?”

Yes. Just yes. 

Oh, lol, I’m such a college student. I just ran two dorms down to buy a soda because all we had to drink in the house was water. 

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I’m goin’ crazyyyy.

There’s a reason I don’t write much in my blog or in my journals about my personal life. Mostly because then anyone can read it. I’d rather not, thank you. But lately I’ve felt very crushed by a part of my life that keeps creeping up on me.

I’m soon going to be changing schools. Completely. Zip up this life and go start a new life somewhere else. It’s terrifying and I don’t know how many people I’ve actually told. I don’t want to do it, sometimes.

I have a wonderful roommate here, I have a wonderful psychology department with teachers I adore. I’ll miss my German teacher, particularly.

But I need to get out. I need to get farther away from some things that keep dragging my life down.

I need to remind myself not to be afraid of some people, threatened by them existing. It’s not what they could do or couldn’t do, it’s their very existence that makes me uneasy. I don’t know why, I swear I don’t.

Then there’s the matter that there’s someone else in my life whom I care for deeply. Probably more deeply than I should. 

Hell, even Foff knows who it is, and it’s not him. 

I’d do anything to make this person happy. Anything. Why then are they sad so often?

Moving doesn’t effect them so much but I do wish that it’ll give me more time to give to them in return. Then I can also spend more time with Foff and make him happy enough to forget most of it exists. 

I know no one is going to read this… at least, I don’t think they are. Just know that underneath everything, all the bold faces I put up, I’m scared half of the time and worried the other half. I’m just very good at hiding my fears. I wish people didn’t expect so much from me sometimes, because it makes it harder to hold up these expectations of myself. 

Ah, well. Love you all, for better or worse.