Don't think, just do.

grahamburger:

• wearing pink won’t stop breast cancer, so I guess we can’t do that anymore,
• wearing a poppy won’t bring back the soldiers who’ve died in wars, so let’s can that,
• Black history month is only about Black people, so we can’t do that because it leaves out other ethnicities,
• People, it’s a kind gesture to show that we’re committed to stopping homophobia and bullying.

I rarely ever get on the computer because I work so much & I have a puppy to supervise when I am home, so I think this app will be quite useful for me:)

itsamazing:

(via Psychology Degree.)

I am NOT falling into your black hole again.

no, sir.

no, sir.

no, sir.

no, sir.

no, sir.

no, sir.

no, sir.

no, sir.

no, sir.

no, sir.

no, sir.

no, sir.

no, sir.

no, sir.

no, sir.

no, sir.

no, sir.

no, sir.

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no, sir.

I have to go do homework now. Jesus Christ…………………………………………. UGH.

Seriously, I think there’s something wrong with me.

I find it quite difficult to accept the fact that everyone makes mistakes, and not every single person on this earth can get things right the first time. No one is perfect, and I understand that concept because I’m not either. I lose touch of reality every once in awhile. I tend to say things I don’t mean because I get so mad and overwhelmed by the situation at hand. I allow my anger to control what I say and do, and I end up regretting it by the end of an argument with my boyfriend. It’s so hard for me to accept Vincent’s apology, but he forgives me all the time. I know I get a bit selfish and insecure, but my pride gets in the way. We don’t fight everyday or that much at all like most couples, it’s just that when we do get into an argument, it gets way out of control. I realized what I’ve been doing to him & I’m truly trying to get better at handling my inner issues. He knows me better than anyone else that walks this planet. Vincent has never once failed to amaze me. He takes all the shit I throw at him. I wish I could take it back because he doesn’t deserve any of it. I have very low tolerance for people and their bullshit, which is what screws me over most of the time. One of the few things I adore most about him is that he isn’t my little bitch, he doesn’t tell me what I want to hear, he mans the fuck up & treats me more than his girlfriend. I’m his best friend. I’m sure a million other girls call their boyfriend her best friend, but I’ve never had someone try so hard to get through to me like he does. He never gives up. I look up to him. I hope to someday be at least half as an incredible person as he is to me. I’m afraid of losing such a magnificent human being & I sure don’t ever want that to happen in the near future. I know life goes on, but letting go of someone that brings me up to the climax of my happiness isn’t the way I think anyone should live their life. Lately, I haven’t been putting in my full potential, and I’m wrong for that. I won’t hold back anymore, babe. I’ll keep working on it, no matter what it takes, even if I have to go the extra mile. I will prove my words through actions.

He sent me the longest text last night to tell me how he felt about this relationship because I was too stubborn and mad to listen. He poured out his heart, and he made me realize how much of an idiot I am for taking it so far.

He’s so patient and kind.

I’m sorry for hurting you. You’re such a giving person. I never intended to take it for granted purposely. I will not only make me better for you, but for myself also.