I'm a mother, birthmother, aspiring photographer. Fighting against a world of shame. fan-girl of too many things. My blog changes with my mood.
Depression is overtaking me. It’s getting to strong to fight off anymore. I’m lost and I can’t handle this.
1 time i was datin this guy and there was this girl that was sUPER obsessed w him and she wrote a 20 chapter fanfic about her killing me so she could date him
i remember it bein 20 chapters very clearly because shed stuff every chapter in my locker
so one day when she was tryin 2 stuff the last chapter in my locker i walked up behind her and whispered he has a tiny dick and it mustve fucking shattered everything she believed in because i never saw a chapter 21
are you 35 years old, a multimillionaire, and willing to sacrifice your deep-rooted beliefs for a shot at the candidacy?
"you must reblog this everytime it’s on your dash”