I was hoping you’d wake up,

And think;

"Man, she was a good girl."


"Man, I needed her." 

But rather, 

The opposite of what you left me feeling. 

Maybe I didn’t want to feel I was needed, but that maybe just maybe, that I was enough. I didn’t want those beautiful brown eyes to tell me that I was needed, but that I was enough to be wanted. To be thought of on a night of whiskey and a cheap cigar.  To be wanted on a quiet drive, to drive you a little crazy, and make you laugh at the same time.

I was hoping that I wasn’t too much, not too little, but just enough to last in your subconscious as you drift to sleep. Or a phone call, when the world is falling to pieces. I hoped you knew I’d still be that girl. Not the kind, you have come to put me as. 

Not worth it.

Or simply, the past.

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1:39 am.

Once upon a time a soft spoken intern saved my life.

Her name was Sandra Newton, and in my 18 years of life, she is probably the most beautiful, humble, and understanding human I’ve ever met.

I’m not sure where life has taken you, but I love you Sandra. Thinking of you often. <3 xoxo

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You go years thinking you have it together, hating, resenting, forgiving and letting it go. Years thinking it is the past— thinking time heals all wounds.

But there is always one thing— one small thing, that sends it all crashing and burning to the ground.

God, I can’t remember the last time I wanted to go to sleep and never wake up. Not like this. I understand why even some of the strongest people turn to booze and drugs (even if not myself)…. because sometimes, it is just too painful to handle on your own. Sometimes it is just too much to bare.

Time does not heal all wounds.


Pubes aren’t gross. Armpit hair isn’t gross. Leg hair isn’t gross. Fat isn’t gross. Bones that stick out aren’t gross.

Body policing is gross.

"I can see it. This one moment when you know you’re not a sad story. You’re alive. And you stand up and see the lights and the buildings and everything that makes you wonder. And you’re listening to that song in that drive with the people you love most in this world. And in this moment I swear… we are infinite."
-Stephen Chbosky (via feellng)

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The Pic says it all

Bob and Betty Newbie
May their marriage continue to fail in Sims 4.