Happy Home

ieatcatlitter:

If you posted this in honor of the Say Anything song, my respect for you rose times about a million.

bradicalmang:

deadchique:pandyland:(via youmaybeoffended)

ieatcatlitter:

If you posted this in honor of the Say Anything song, my respect for you rose times about a million.

bradicalmang:

deadchique:pandyland:(via youmaybeoffended)

26 September 2009 • reblog: youmaybeoffended

(via vermicide)
And then you’ll push them back/push them away, because the familiar is the safe. At least for me. :/

(via vermicide)

And then you’ll push them back/push them away, because the familiar is the safe. At least for me. :/

25 September 2009 • reblog: vermicide-deactivated20091115 • push limits safe Deer

Mood Tracker

disorderlymind:

Really interesting site for tracking moods. It has mood charts, reminder emails or text messages for mes, also alert setups for sending emails or text to people when you report severe mood swings, etc. Pretty nice setup. I’ve been using it for about 4 days so far, I’ll try to do a review here in about a month to let you all know how it pans out.

This is a note to myself so that I don’t forget I signed up there. So next time, when a doctor asks me, “And how often in the past week/month have you felt this way, and for how long?” I might have some sort of definitive answer.

24 September 2009 • reblog: disorderlymind

fun fact

ieatcatlitter:

lihtknack:

ieatcatlitter:

lihtknack:

ieatcatlitter:

lihtknack:

I used to want to be a Suicide Girl…actually, I’d still like to be one.

That is all.

i did too but i’m what you might call fat.

Well, I’m not exactly thin either. But there’s no definition of beauty, right?

if only that were true

You know, if just a few people started seeing it as true - I think that’d be enough.

well I feel that way. :)

I was just thinking about this today. The only reason I haven’t gotten photographed is because only one man’s ever seen nude photos of me…and I feel that by exhibiting nude photos for others to see, it makes the ‘originals’ less special.

23 September 2009 • reblog: lihtknack

It’s hard for me to move into a new relationship, because I still love you. I don’t want to want anyone else but you.

21 September 2009 • Marine Asshole

Words fail to express how excited I am for the House premiere tonight.

Fuck yes.

I want to have House and or Hugh Laurie’s children.

21 September 2009 • house

Ashleyyyyy. thanks fer following me.

goddessofthenight:

You’re welcome. I’m not online as often now, since the charge for my iPod touch died and I’m too lazy to find the cord to charge it. But I still update, obvsly. Just creep a bit less. ^.^

21 September 2009 • reblog: agirlnamedlover-deactivated2009

(via thesecretpostcards)
Abstinence based programs are bullshit and ineffective scare tactics, I’m sorry.

(via thesecretpostcards)

Abstinence based programs are bullshit and ineffective scare tactics, I’m sorry.

21 September 2009 • reblog: thesecretpostcards • abstinence postsecret

I had a really good date this weekend. Actually, my first ever with a boy.

He came over to my house Saturday morning and I beasted him at scrabble by 50 points. We headed downtown for lunch (he forgot his card in his car, so i covered him). In return for me covering his lunch, he bought me a copy of wuthering heights (…and did a dramatic reading) and some ben&jerry’s. After that, we headed back to my apartment and chatted for a few hours. There was a friendly awkward moment where he leaned in to kiss me at the door, but I shied away.

He left because my friend Jessie came over to go to the shooting range. Jess & I had an awesome time. Shot an M16 in heels. Went to a diner downtown for some pie. Then things got interesting.

We went to a hookah bar for the first time. IT WAS AWESOME. Pina colada, strawberry margarita, & black fog flavored smoke. Satan’s Twin showed up. I’m excited because, y’know, one of my closest friends (Jessie) is meeting/scoping out potential boyfriend material. Then my friend Boy With Plant stopped by. We leave the bar around midnight…

While at the hookah bar, I’d asked if ST considered our outing a date. “Well, I haven’t really done anything for you yet so we’ll see what we can do after here.” We ended up renting Secretary & munching on popcorn/dark chocolate with orange at 1 am. Stayed up really late talking. Slept in bed together, no nudity. Lots of biting. Bit of face-slapping. And then there was the part where I said, “Take me outside, push me against the wall, and kiss me.”

Kissing. In the pouring rain. In PJs. With my legs wrapped around his waist. It was kind of amazing. We eventually went to sleep. No sex. Breakfast the next morning, and we watched Mulholland Drive. Sat there feeling like complete idiots (both of us—how many ways are there to interpret that movie?!).

I do believe we’re dating. I’m not putting any pressure, or rushing things. I’m just trying to let things come as they will. I just met this kid Thursday. Unreal, huh? Maybe he’s my second chance at Sam. Maybe I’m just destined to have Scorpios in my life. I’ll try not to analyze too much…

20 September 2009 • hookah first date boyfriend Secretary Mulholland Drive kissing in the rain