daycaredropout:

the vicious pitbull in its naturally godless killing rage

daycaredropout:

the vicious pitbull in its naturally godless killing rage

(via dogstrangers)

NEW TUMBLR BECAUSE MAYBE

HOOBASTANK WAS RIGHT AND I COULD USE A FRESH BEGINNING, TOO

catch me over here:

http://happynightmaress.tumblr.com/

new tumblr.

catch me over here:

http://happynightmaress.tumblr.com/

helenamarieb:

lol this is so true

helenamarieb:

lol this is so true

(via stellikeece)

love my jessie.

love my jessie.

Tags: pitbull

so last night i went with a few friends and my boyfriend to the republic. i’ve been to the republic 40 million times (probably rounded up a bit there) and i even had my 23rd birthday there 2 weeks ago. it’s always been the same bouncer until last night.
SO i walk in and immediately take out my i.d. cause that is what you do in america. so i get the nod and walk in. standing with my friends right near the door and this flailing woman comes over to the bouncer going “no no no no she’s a little girl” and i’m standing RIGHT there. he’s like “i know i have a flashlight though i can see the license and it was legitimate” and she is like “no way, there’s no way” and i’m standing there as my friend kevin is also hearing this whole thing. so she goes back to her friends (in their 40’s i’d say) and i carry on my merry way. i ordered a dogfish head if you’re wondering the specifics and i’m drinking my beer, chatting with my friends.
the entire night this woman was watching me LIKE A FUCKING HAWK to the extent that 1. i felt like i was doing something wrong (i wasn’t) and 2. other people were noticing. so finally my friend kevin goes to the husband “do you have a problem with my friend?” and they’re like “no” and just start looking at the wall. 
i went to the bouncer and said, “listen i know she’s mad i’m here and keeps referring to me as a little girl but i swear to you i am 23 years old and that is my i.d. and i just had my birthday party here, the other bouncer knows me.” and he just kind of laughed and agreed this psycho was terribly mad about my existence. 
really it bothered me most how rude this lady is. it’s a saturday night and you’re at a low key bar, HAVE FUN. you don’t work there, you are not the cops. and to keep referring to me like i’m a little girl breaking the rules, HOW TERRIBLY UNCOMFORTABLE IS THAT?!


moral of the story: i hope when i’m 44 (and looking 25?) that i have better things to do than to harass people at a bar. 

so last night i went with a few friends and my boyfriend to the republic. i’ve been to the republic 40 million times (probably rounded up a bit there) and i even had my 23rd birthday there 2 weeks ago. it’s always been the same bouncer until last night.

SO i walk in and immediately take out my i.d. cause that is what you do in america. so i get the nod and walk in. standing with my friends right near the door and this flailing woman comes over to the bouncer going “no no no no she’s a little girl” and i’m standing RIGHT there. he’s like “i know i have a flashlight though i can see the license and it was legitimate” and she is like “no way, there’s no way” and i’m standing there as my friend kevin is also hearing this whole thing. so she goes back to her friends (in their 40’s i’d say) and i carry on my merry way. i ordered a dogfish head if you’re wondering the specifics and i’m drinking my beer, chatting with my friends.

the entire night this woman was watching me LIKE A FUCKING HAWK to the extent that 1. i felt like i was doing something wrong (i wasn’t) and 2. other people were noticing. so finally my friend kevin goes to the husband “do you have a problem with my friend?” and they’re like “no” and just start looking at the wall. 

i went to the bouncer and said, “listen i know she’s mad i’m here and keeps referring to me as a little girl but i swear to you i am 23 years old and that is my i.d. and i just had my birthday party here, the other bouncer knows me.” and he just kind of laughed and agreed this psycho was terribly mad about my existence. 

really it bothered me most how rude this lady is. it’s a saturday night and you’re at a low key bar, HAVE FUN. you don’t work there, you are not the cops. and to keep referring to me like i’m a little girl breaking the rules, HOW TERRIBLY UNCOMFORTABLE IS THAT?!

moral of the story: i hope when i’m 44 (and looking 25?) that i have better things to do than to harass people at a bar. 

has-someone-taken-thebest-of-you:

Listen to this song, have it relate to your life, & be prepared to bawl your eyes out.

what you need to know about me as of 8:01pm on 3/9/13:
i am more content than i have ever been in my life
i have an incredible job
i have been reading a lot on the train
i’m not lonely
i’ve been spending a lot of time alone
i’m healthier than i’ve been in a long while
i’ve been making friends
the friendships i have, have been getting stronger
my family life is stable
i’m proud of myself
i went on really cool adventures today

what you need to know about me as of 8:01pm on 3/9/13:

  • i am more content than i have ever been in my life
  • i have an incredible job
  • i have been reading a lot on the train
  • i’m not lonely
  • i’ve been spending a lot of time alone
  • i’m healthier than i’ve been in a long while
  • i’ve been making friends
  • the friendships i have, have been getting stronger
  • my family life is stable
  • i’m proud of myself
  • i went on really cool adventures today
"You don’t ever have to feel guilty about removing toxic people from your life. It doesn’t matter whether someone is a relative, romantic interest, employer, childhood friend, or a new acquaintance — you don’t have to make room for people who cause you pain or make you feel small. It’s one thing if a person owns up to their behavior and makes an effort to change. But if a person disregards your feelings, ignores your boundaries, and continues to treat you in a harmful way, they need to go."

— Daniell Koepke   (via anditslove)

(Source: internal-acceptance-movement, via thingssheloves)

i don’t know what to tell you
other than the fact that a giraffe’s
heart weighs 22 pounds and that
somebody once told me when
flies fall in love, their entire brain
is rewired to only know loving each
other. when one of them dies, their
memory becomes blank. i hope you
never think about anything as much
as i think about waking up next to
you during a windstorm at 5 am.

(Source: likeawritingdesk, via odd-lee-occult)

enesem:

Love someone the second you get out of bed because it’s the hardest time to do so. The spell you built together all morning is broken and now you can decide whether or not you hate them. They are so vulnerable laying there with their little naked body under the covers, giving you hopeful stares….