finished ma cat ears. ello tumblr I am weird.
Great Scott! My legs are smooth.
My lanyard :3
Today at work I was checking out a customer and her children were with her. The son was saying something in spanish to his mother over and over to her but I just couldn’t make out what he wanted to say. As I walked around the counter to hand her her bag, the boy spoke up and he said, “You look like Selena Gomez.” May I say I am no Selena Gomez, but I am quite flattered.
Now that I’ve spammed you with archer, lets spam with meeee! Just kidding I’m done, its 4:24 am.
i feel that my tumblr is confused. it doesn’t know what it wants to be about… i hope you guys accept us anyway.
my friend sandwich ;)
When people reblog your stuff, but you gain no followers
yah. I’m talking bout you. I see you.
On a skype call with 5 cute guys playing League. Lawd help me.
Half the things I think I wouldn’t dare put on Facebook, but Tubmblr is fair game!
A hard realization…
I want to be with someone who doesn’t even exists anymore…
yet another entry in the chapter of my life that I call “Madison: You are an idiot.“
And I’m sure once again, this will too go unread.
Something I find helpful and soothing to either prevent cutting at the moment or replace it is I will write all over my legs or arms with marker. I will write what hurts, I will write things I wish I could say. Sometimes I’ll just draw lines on my wrist. Then I go and draw a bath or get in the shower and wash it all away.