Not sure why she ever wanted to hang out again, but I’m sure glad she did because now we’re super best pals. Man, that was like seven years ago
The first time Danielle and I hung out we also discussed Pixies songs and it also was the same night that I made deathpunch.
Aw man you guys this is making me so warm and fuzzy I can’t handle it
Brb setting the entire fucking planet on fire
This is getting really weird, but in a way that is so unbelievable and far-fetched that it’s putting me at ease about the backlash I’ve been fearing since coming out with this. Trying to convince your remaining friends that this is all an elaborate conspiracy (to accomplish what? i dont really know) against an innocent target (who is, by his own admission, NOT innocent) is an unusual way to try and save face. You could have apologized, or convinced him to apologize, and try not to hurt people this badly again. You could have even created a more plausible lie. That would be shitty, but it would have at least made more sense. This is just really out there and I’m starting to wonder if you actually believe it.
You could have jumped ship years ago. It’s been sinking for ages. You had plenty of time, and you still do.
We have been helping a very good friend of ours tell an important story that will make the city of Baltimore, and especially our circle of friends, safer. Conor Fowler IS a rapist and no amount of excuses should convince you otherwise.
There are currently false narratives being spread that reek of rape apologist mentality. We ask that you simply ignore them and inform others of the truth when they are brought up.
Can’t believe this even needs to be said but you never know what kind of shitbait people will go for.
Magnetic Brain Laser day 2/30 is today. At worst this will bankrupt me for no reason. At best it will laser away my depression permanently and take the edge off my anxiety like the ECT did for two weeks. Not sure what to think.
Good luck bud. I hope it helps.
please do not let ferguson die out like everything else big does. do not let this die out. do not let this continue on for three days and then everyone forget about it. do not let this happen.
queue this post up 3 days from now, a week from now, a month from now, a month from then. make sure even if you forget your blog will remember.
(Source: pluralglados, via fatsweatyidiot69)
The anxiety dust settles and you start to feel really empty and worn out and a dull constant sadness because that whole ordeal sucked the life out of you and now everything seems futile. It’s hard to tell if that means you’re back to normal or if this is just some sort of rebound period following the Big Event.
This is basically exactly how I felt late 2010 when I quit my life as I knew it to get away from the Bad Thing in the first place. You would think making the right decision would be stupidly easy but it’s still a lot of fucking work to adjust when you’ve been avoiding it so long.
What the actual fuck, Baltimore. There has been too much crime lately. We need to work together to make our home city safer…
Shit! I used to live right over there it’s like a nice area too. People are terrible.