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despite the fact that i was not a cute baby, that is me and my dad when i was one years old. tomorrow is December 7th. on December 7th, 2003 my dad died of a drug overdose. When i was 6 years old, he had a heart attack. Pretty much all the memories i have of him are of when he was sick. But the biggest memory i have of him was the day he died. That’s the most horrible memory i could have,and the most life changing.The last words me and my sister had to him, was I hate you. At the time, i was only like9and it didn’t affect me at all.In fact, it didn’t even occur to me that what i did was a bad thing till a few years ago,. But at the time, my sister was about 15 and this effected her in so many ways. She had multiple suicide attempts. She was rushed to the hospital countless amount of times to have her stomach pumped. She was given so much therapy, but no one could change her feeling of responsibility to this. What me and my sister have both learned from this though, is not to say i hate you to people. I say it,too much. But in the end, i know that i don’t hate anyone. I never will know what hate is because i am incapable of hating anyone. Rest In Peace. 12/7/03
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Mother Fricken Hot Cross Buns
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hello. well i miss being your friend. and if you’re reading this, which your not. because i am ocmpletely effaced from your mind, i think you know who you are. and i’m really really sorry. and you’re gunna hate me forever and i don’t even fully know what i did. after june you just started hating me and i hate that. i hate not knowing what i did. things didn’t go my way, and i really overreacted. realllly, overreacted. because things were going so good in june no one even gets it. thats how i wanted life to be. and it just got crushed within a week. and for like a month, i just sat down and complained to everyone. about everything. how i wanted my life back. i thought it was the fucking end of the world. after that phase, i realized something. life goes on. and i don’t even know what it is. but i just wanna talk to you. i liked being friends with you. i liked telling you my problems. you’re good at listening, and you’re smart. you’re probably the only smart person that has ever listened to me. and that’s why i always want to vent to you. you hate me. you will always hate me. i thought your girlfriend made you hate me, but no. you hate me. you want me dead. i can tell if i died, you’d not react. you made me realize that when you have a good friendship you shouldn’t ruin it over something dumb like you getting back together with your girlfriend. because that’s pretty much what happened..
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so overly obsessed, that they have strict rules and policies for him. because they’re controlling bitches. and that’s all they know how to be. and they think their top bitch and can control who their boyfriends hang out with and talks to.
you’re creepy. creeeepy. and you try too hard.
and you’re so dumb you can’t get a dick in your cunt. cunt.
OH HAY SHOW THIS TO HER.
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she’s also 6.
and yet she has the face of like a 25 year old.
it’s creepy.Noooooo, surely she can’t be 6 years-old.
Maybe someone stuck a face on her lmfao :Lfucking hell, this is scary :| 6 year olds should not be so worried about their looks
That’s really creepy. |:
omg that’s so scary
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cross everyone off you have done.
Graduated High School.
Kissed someone.
Smoked cigarettes.
Got so drunk you passed out.
Rode every ride at an amusement park.
Collected something really stupid.
Gone to a rock concert.
Helped someone.
Gone fishing.
Watched four movies in one night.
Gone long periods of time with out sleep.
Lied to someone.
Been dumped.
Snorted cocaine.
Failed a class.
Smoked weed.
Dealt drugs.
Taken a college level course.
Been in a car accident.
Been in a tornado.
Done hard drugs (i.e. ecstasy, heroin, crack, meth, acid).
Watched someone die.
Been to a funeral.
Burned yourself.
Ran a marathon.
Your parents got divorced.
Cried yourself to sleep.
Spent over $200 in one day.
Flown on a plane.
Cheated on someone.
Been cheated on.Written a 10 page letter.Gone skiing.
Been sailing.Cut yourself.Had a best friend.Lost someone you loved.
Shoplifted something.
Been to jail.Had detention.
Skipped school.Got in trouble for something you didn’t do.
Stolen books from the library.
Gone to a different country.
Dropped out of school.
Been in a mental hospital.Watched the “Harry Potter” movies.
Had an online diary.
Fired a gun.
Gambled in a casino.Had a yard sale.
And a lemonade stand.
Actually made money at the lemonade stand.Been in a school play.
Been fired from a job.
Taken a lie detector test.Swam with dolphins.
Gone to sea world.
Attempted suicide.Voted for American/Australian Idol.Written poetry.Read more than 20 books a year.
Gone to Europe.Loved someone you couldn’t have.
Wondered about your sexuality.Used a coloring book over age 12.Had surgery.
Had stitches.
Taken a taxi.
Seen the Washington Monument.
Had more than 5 IM’s/online conversations going at once.
Overdosed.
Had a drug or alcohol problem.
Been in a fist fight.Suffered any form of abuse.Had a hamster.Petted a wild animal.
Used a credit card.
Gone surfing in California.Did “spirit day” at school.Dyed your hair.
Got a tattoo.
Had something pierced.
Got straight A’s.
Been on the Honor Roll.
Known someone with HIV or AIDS.Taken pictures with a webcam.
Started a fire.
Had a party while your parents weren’t home.
Gotten caught having a party while they were gone.
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