Sad self-loathing/drunk/sick post:
I wanted to have fun tonight and hang out with my friends- most of whom are graduating in a few days. But no. I get a little drunk and my body revolts. I haven’t felt this bad in so long and I can’t keep down liquids or anything
Like wtf body!!! I only had like a few drinks and was barely drunk for an hour or so before I died a little
I’m just so tired of being sick. I feel like people dot even want to hang out with me anymore because I literally sleep or am in pain ALL THE TIME. and it makes me just the worst friend and girlfriend !!! I wish I had a different bodymermaids don’t have thigh gaps but they can still lure men to their deaths
Skirt- Walmart
Shirt- GoJane
Shoes- Urban Outfitters
ARE YOU GUYS SICK OF SEEING MY TUMMY YET
“I love Andy Lincoln, Andy Lincoln is going to be in my life for the rest of my life, but I’m never going to lay eyes on Rick Grimes again. We shot the scene, barely got through it and then we just met in the middle of the field and collapsed into each other for a second. I’m always fascinated by the idea of what goes through your head right before you die. There’s this great Emily Dickinson poem called “I Heard a Fly Buzz When I Died,” and it’s all about a woman who’s in the process of losing her life and the thing that grabs her attention is a fly. And I think that last thought in [Lori]’s head is “I’m really going to miss him,” which is kind of oddly detached because she’s going to peace, she gets to be free of this. She knows her son is enough of a soldier to survive, she knows the baby will be raised in a world where the baby will be a soldier from birth. But Rick was the last man alive and I’m really going to miss him.”
Sarah Wayne Callies
I’m trying to teach Otis the positive tenets of buttfeminism, but he’s really upset about his ball.
