bruh….. how is it that the person who “loves” me couldn’t be arsed to try and engage in conversations about videogames i like but a friend is literally out here googling things and doing research into my favorite games 🤔🤔
drabbles-and-ideas
Confess something you've thought about me on anon
today’s date is the 3rd? what’s next, the 4th? the 5th? the minor fall, the major lift?
I like dates. I like healthy communication. I like room to grow. I like quality time. I like reassurance. I like reciprocated energy.
Kink: When someone makes an effort to talk to me & actually tries to keep me in their life.
haught-at-waverly-place reblogged
wow this is too intimate to share with my close friends or family let me put this on my tumblr blog for hundreds of strangers to see
haught-at-waverly-place reblogged
lgbtunis
its always some fucking day in some fucking month in some fucking year isnt it
happy fucking day in a fucking month in a fucking year day
haught-at-waverly-place reblogged
Tumblr used to be so easy, so simple.
"Touch my butt and buy me chicken nuggets"; 40k notes
What happened when did we stray so far from the light of god
haught-at-waverly-place reblogged
women in STEM (shenanigans, tomfoolery, escapades, and mischief)
haught-at-waverly-place reblogged
haught-at-waverly-place reblogged
bearrypatch
the duality of man is casually talking about dicking down your person while simultaneously talking about true crime with a friend
haught-at-waverly-place reblogged
*spams A button*
god my mom pisses me tf off. like without fail she will find a way any way to make my trauma and horrible events ive been through about her and how SHE can’t handle talking about it. like stfu she didnt abuse you she abused me and i should be allowed to talk about it without it being made out as if my mom was somehow the fuckin victim. like dude you are in your 50’s act like a fuckin adult and not be mad pressed about a damn 20 yr old. god this shit pisses me off i wanna scream cause like ig im just supposed to never talk about anything bad ive been through cause god forfuckinbid i offend my mom or just like have my issues cared about. fuck dude i wanna leave family dinner and i just got here
haught-at-waverly-place reblogged
to be with someone who genuinely makes you feel protected, heard, and remembers the small things. >>>>>>
haught-at-waverly-place reblogged
““You were born with the ability to change someone’s life, don’t ever waste it.” - Unknown”
—
haught-at-waverly-place reblogged
you ever just think yeah maybe my abuser was right and i really arent good enough?
like maybe theyre right because im emotional i care too much i get angry easily im oblivious to social cues i cant communicate properly i cant do anything right i make rash decisions im impulsive i cant read between the lines i put others before myself i have 5 mental illnesses im a fuck up im a disappointment i cant make friends i still live at home im forgetful im annoying im weird i don't think about how things affect others and so many more tbh. im just not good enough and no one deserves me
oh man if only i could hug my past self and tell them how absolutely wrong this take is.
2 years later and not only have i grown, ive healed. ive become a person who 2 years ago me could only dream of and wish to be. i moved out. hell i moved to a completely different city/state. i learned to live in the moment. enjoy my friends and family and the happy healthy relationships i already have. i learned my worth is way more than what some random person thinks of me. i started a career i absolutely love with people who make it so worth it. new experiences all the time. i learned that trauma doesnt have to define me. i learned that the things said about me don’t matter in the long run and people who say them have deeper things they are dealing with than me. ive learned to find peace within myself. ive learned to live instead of just survive