Just Another Girl

In school they teach you
how to multiply 9x8
make you read Macbeth
and have you memorize the first 10 amendments to the constitution.

But they don’t teach you how to
stop loving someone who has
stopped loving you
or how to deal with losing
a friend to an unsaid goodbye
and a relative to a cancer that ate
away their brain.

At home I learned from my father that
alcohol can make as many problems
as it solves
but damn does it feel good
to let my throat burn instead of my heart
and to tune out the problems in my head
that I just couldn’t solve.

Because life isn’t 9x8 
and it isn’t the way authors describe
their characters in a story.

It’s those nights you lay awake
missing someone
wishing things could be different
and it’s the next day when you realize they can’t
and then it’s how you pick yourself up
after being down for so long.

I taught myself that.
what have you learned? (via fuckyouveryveryymuch)
inritum:

reblog and make a wish!this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating one or more of Tumblr’s Community Guidelines”, but since my wish came true the first time, I’m putting it back. :)

inritum:

reblog and make a wish!


this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating one or more of Tumblr’s Community Guidelines”, but since my wish came true the first time, I’m putting it back. :)

le-red-queen:

Dear Psych, since you have ended I am sad. So I poured all of my tears into these animated opening credits for you, because let’s face it - a show as nuts as Psych deserves animated credits :D

I think I just cried a little

okusuck:

CALLIE AND BRANDON OMG YESSS

Every time I have a dream about you I think it’s a sign and I rush to my phone because maybe you texted first finally…. And every time I get the same response. Nothing