I’m 19 weeks pregnant, living in Pensacola FL and miss every one and everything. I’m always in pain and sick to my stomach but still happy that I have this life living and growing inside me. I was the kind of person that didn’t cry about anything but all of a sudden I cry about everything. Like How I let myself go and can’t stand to look at myself in the mirror. How I miss all my friends to death, even the annoying ones.lol I miss my fun and adrenalin rush nights with Jenn above all. She was the only person that made me feel like I was worth a damn and was always on the same level with me.
So now I’m friendless, let-go, emotionally fucked up, and have no family here to share this supposedlyhappy moment in my life. The only thing that I’m actually enjoying is my fiance Aaron and my step son Carter. I mean I love them to death and they are worth all the things I gave up and miss but when you look at the big picture……It sucks that I couldn’t have it all. Now I know that sounds fucked up but that’s how I feel because like every one else I want the happy ending in life but know I can’t get it no matter how hard I try.
I feel that my father wants nothing to do with me and his grandbaby because hes all hooked into his other life with his new wife and 4 step sons that I guess are so much better than his own flesh and blood. My mother is in the shit hole and stuck with no where to go but my sisters house and all she ever talks about is killing herself over the phone with me. I feel that I should speak up about how I feel about my dad and be there for my mother to show her that life really isn’t that bad but I Just can’t seem to find my voice any more and feel helpless to my mother.
I don’t know what to do any more and I guess I just don’t know how to be happy about anything any more.
I had to take a snapshot of this, because for real I want to know if this part of the outfit is not very harmful to the male jewels. What is it fastened to? Can they pull it up and make a smoothie of the contents of those balls?
The dude in green is President George W. Bush. Visiting pilots on an aircraft carrier. Just FYI.
(and I keep wondering as I am wandering)
I don’t know why we put things off, but if I had to guess, I’d have to say it has a lot to do with fear. Fear of failure, fear of rejection, sometimes the fear is just of making a decision, because what if you’re wrong? What if you’re making a mistake you can’t undo? The early bird catches the worm. A stitch in time saves nine. He who hesitates is lost. We can’t pretend we hadn’t been told. We’ve all heard the proverbs, heard the philosophers, heard our grandparents warning us about wasted time, heard the damn poets urging us to seize the day. Still sometimes we have to see for ourselves. We have to make our own mistakes. We have to learn our own lessons. We have to sweep today’s possibility under tomorrow’s rug until we can’t anymore. Knowing is better than wondering, that waking is better than sleeping, and even the biggest failure, even the worst, beat the hell out of never trying.
Via ~time waits for no one.thisfinemess:tooemotional:aliceinapalace:colonelmustard-:thedreamlord:
sisterspock:maybethemoon:crossingedge:atomicblonde:thunderofguns:
ittasteslikecoconut:iliketodissectgirls:mad-hatter:idoloveknittingpatterns:-toofastforlove:timetodance:
imaginationisdangerous:bestrooftalkever:le-tigre:robotindisguise:sofapizza
This is always true, except for I’m never really alone..
If someone you hated was a zombie how would you kill them? lol
Chainsaw. Melee style.
Baseball Bat! You should watch Zombie Land. ( The Best ) :D







