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Drank a bit and went to bed by 9:30pm and woke up at 1:30am with an atrocious headache. Soooo what to do except lay in bed (incredibly turned on too boot as well *garsh*) and wait for the alarm to go off?

Yeahno lameness fuck that shit. Made coffee, scrambled eggs with veggies, and english muffins. Booyah. 

Still have a blasted headache.

Btw. Going garage a-sailing today. Lets see what $5 buckaroos can get me.

Hmm what else? Forgot my pencil sharpener over at my grandparents again so stencils are at a stand still….and I’m too lazy to use a pen…and bored of painting…(painting family tree at thee Grandparents house atm) Pictures soon. Hopefully.

ugh. Now to twiddle my brains away…

My cousin just came out to me. Told me he’s not meant to be a man, said he’s always been a woman on the inside. Awesome, fantastic, I’m proud of him for accepting who he really is. Really. Not only does this make me not the only family member who is “different” but I can support him in his decision and him in mine.
 He’s absolutely braver than I, I never came out to my family about my sexual preferences (nor do I plan on it) but he has and because of that his family (my aunt, uncle, his wife) all believe he is mentally ill. It literally makes me sick to think that is how they treat him, as my aunt said “He’s sick, he needs to get checked into a hospital. He’s being selfish for thinking this way, he has a toddler son!”
 So, to my transgender cousin, I love you and I’m absolutely proud of you.

Today, tomorrow…any fucking day.

mirandagettingfit:

tinamariex:

Every time I walk by a mirror I lift up my shirt to see what my stomach looks like.
Update: I have not developed abs in the last 15 minutes.

me too though

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Lost my goddamn nose ring…again!
I lose them alteast once every few months. argh. Its ridiculous.

I realize I don’t write as much as I used to. Perhaps my imagination is waning. Ehm. Maybe.

I can’t do it. I absofuckinglutely cannot look in the mirror without crying right now.

I want to cry, I want to scream, I want to punch someone, kill, curl into a ball,  eat, etc etc!! Its that monthly time. Don’t we all just LOVE that time?
grrrrfuckmoarrrggh

And then posting something on fb I considered innocent and I start getting bullshit hate text msgs and shit…seriously wtf?