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unclefather:

gf: Come over

me: i can’t i’m skiing

gf: I have dog treats

me: image

nanlawsketch:

Mother of Dragons
I might put this on a postcard and bring it to Comic Con to give away. I’ll be walking the floor Thursday. Any of you going? Message me and I’ll try to get one to you! 

nanlawsketch:

Mother of Dragons

I might put this on a postcard and bring it to Comic Con to give away. I’ll be walking the floor Thursday. Any of you going? Message me and I’ll try to get one to you! 

simsgonewrong:

my sim was taking photobooth photos with another girl who DIED halfway through 

simsgonewrong:

my sim was taking photobooth photos with another girl who DIED halfway through 

preludetowind:

"Many of my movies have strong female leads - brave, self-sufficient girls that don’t think twice about fighting for what they believe in with all their heart. They’ll need a friend, or a supporter, but never a savior. Any woman is just as capable of being a hero as any man." - Hayao Miyazaki

Been thinking

About changing units in the hospital. I worked in the psych/integrated medicine floor the other day, it was pretty cool. But sometimes I think I’m a little too soft to deal with the mean psychiatric patients.

I love the transplant floor just because of their staff. They invited me out to go canoeing/kayaking next weekend… And drinking.

R promised things would change when he moved to his new place. Of course not I’ve only been over like three times and the other day I was looking through his basket for his wallet and I got stuck with not one but THREE fuckin dirty needles. Uncapped in the pocket of his flannel. Before I left for boston I stuck myself on one of his needles too and he laughed at me and said that’s what I get.

I guess it was bound to happen. The shitty part is he’s been hanging out with other addicts and one is an old friend who does m4m shit on craigslist for dope. So what if that needle was his and not my exs? Awesome. Idk what the hell I’m suppose to tell a doctor I don’t even have a pcp!

Boston was really cool though.

poems dont need titles just like girls dont need to be swept off their feet

I’m not an addict

Okay, maybe I am addicted

to a few things

things like coffee

things like laughing 

or a certain person

but never d

Ive never been into downers

sucked down into dark holes

I like my mind running

I hate slow motion

I love speed 

Im impatient 

Boy dog d horse dope smack h

I ask myself, what would my life be like without it

I can imagine it perfectly

unfortunately I can now say that they are dreams

I’ve come to the conclusion once it sinks its teeth into someone

they’re goners

Okay really they aren’t gone but it’s like losing your legs 

and readjusting to a life that is completely different

of course anyone without legs is going to stumble and fall a few times

sometimes when they fall they dont have anyone close enough

to help them back up

my worst addiction is you

but you cant say the same for me

the thing I’ve recently grown to hate more than anything in the world

is what you can say is number one in your life and you cannot quit

I can flush the smack down the toilet but what good is that

you’ll get more, it comes before food with you

whenever you’re around I can feel a nasty dark side of me growing

while you may look the same you aren’t the same

i get so irritated because i need a fix

i need a fix of the person i’m addicted to 

the person I never wanted to be away from

the person i called off work pretending to be sick

just so I could lay around all night with 

kiss laugh and drink coffee with

acceptance is the one of the major humps in overcoming addiction

never gonna get better if you deny there is a problem

well there is a problem

im feigning for something that will never be again

something doctors can’t replicate in some chemical under my tongue

someone that cannot be fixed back to who they were

someone who doesn’t even want to be who the were

someone who doesn’t even give a fuck anymore

someone who spews nothing but lies no love

so this is my acceptance which doesn’t rhyme

but do i give a fuck?

no I don’t give a fuck

getoutoftherecat:

this is why you’re not allowed in the car.

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skt4ng:

Paul Boche photographed by Milan Vukmirovic for Fashion For Men #2

skt4ng:

Paul Boche photographed by Milan Vukmirovic for Fashion For Men #2

little-cyes-2:

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So sexy and bored

So sexy and bored