So last night I had a dream that Robert Pattinson was my boyfriend and he had this mental disorder where he always had to be surrounded by stuffed animals because he thought that they protected him from the paparazzi….so every time we went outside I had to help him hide stuffed animals in his pockets and under his clothes.
I’m pretty sure I don’t want to know what this dream means….
I’ve got all my Christmas presents bought for my friends….except one person….BLARG!!! I just want to get everyone the perfect gift, perfect Christmas must be perfect!!!
I’ve spent my entire Thanksgiving Break eating, sleeping, and watching TV. And then to top it off I went a treated myself to a massage today. Best. Vacation. Ever
I don’t think people really understand how hard it is to be accepted as a gay human being. Accepted by yourself, your friends, your family, and society. The only person I am still friends with from high school has been suffering for the past three years with his sexuality, and nearly every night he calls me upset with how he is being treated by his friends. It breaks my heart to hear him recall the things they say to him, these people - who are supposed to be his friends - supposed to accept him for who he is regardless of his sexuality - do not support him at all. Every time I talk to him I tell him that he HAS to find a new group of friends. A group of people who let him be himself. I know how he feels, in a way, because I was once friends with these people too (back in high school, which seems so long ago) - but taking the chance to separate yourself from the people you think care about you, to be completely alone and start over, is frightening. No one wants to be alone. I just wish people would start to realize how hard it is to be accepted as a gay human being. There is nothing worse than being treated like shit, just for being yourself. Especially when who you are, is pretty awesome.
you can get away with eating six pieces of pie, two helpings of corn casserole, three helpings of green bean casserole, and almost an entire turkey whilst sitting on the couch and watching TV
I’m sure ill probably hate myself later during my next mood swing, but right now I’ll just continue stuffing my face.
If I ever get married I’ve decided that I could never have a white wedding - instead my wedding party will be in bare feat with flowers in their hair.
Violet is either already dead or….
Tate is going to kill her.
Does anyone else have theories?
Yes, Tate impregnated Violet’s mom. Yes, he is a rapist. and Yes, he shoved an iron rod up that guys ass. But I still think he has one of the best characters. I’ve always loved the evil ones - mostly because I find them to be so dynamic.