A little thank you from me to all of you for over 11,000 of you now following me. Which is crazyy. Don’t forget you can ask me anything or submit photos, and every Wednesday the Physicist will be taking over to chat with y’all!
Love Always, DLC x
A little thank you from me to all of you for over 11,000 of you now following me. Which is crazyy. Don’t forget you can ask me anything or submit photos, and every Wednesday the Physicist will be taking over to chat with y’all!
Love Always, DLC x
yvehtters asked:
Thank you! You too!
yungkath-deactivated20170120 asked:
thank you :)
Everyone wants to save the Muslim woman. Some want to put the hijab on me and save me; some want to take hijab off me and save me; some want to bomb us and save me. Just give me a break man! I can save myself! I don’t need Western imperialism to save me or Western feminism riding on the coattails of Western imperialism to save me. I can save myself.
So I noticed that the images that are not displaying correctly all come from 33.media.tumblr, and the ones that do work come from 38.media.tumblr. I’m guessing there is a communication problem between me and 33. Listen, 33… it was nothing. 38 means nothing to me. Baby, please come back. Just talk to me, baby! 33!! I shoulda bought you flowers… shoulda held your hand…
sometimes holding hands won’t even do it
this is so hard for me right now. i don’t think i can do it. i just revert to this state of mind where i can’t stop thinking about her. i try to convince myself that were taking a break and that everything will be okay. but its not. i get drunk. i realize that she is not going to take me back. she’s gone. but then i think maybe if I’m crafty, i can get her back, like the way i got her. it raises me up so much to think that i will have her back. then it hits me that she isn’t going to. we even will talk about it and its just not there for her. i want her so much, she is my best friend. the only time i can see a future of myself is with her. i don’t want lose her forever. we go to the same small college and i see her with these other guys and it kills me. i just break down. she doesn’t know that i had the ring and everything, yea my parents sent it to college. it was my great grandmothers ring. i was so committed to her. i wanted her to be the one. i don’t know if i can do this. i want to leave forever. i want to just disappear, become forgotten, because i know that i cannot ever forget how i felt about her. every time i get in the car i think about what it would be like if she was in the car with me. but she’s not there. and she will never be there again. i lied to her. we got in an argument and i wanted to get under her skin, i wanted to make her feel like i was just normal like this was no big deal. i told her the sex wasn’t even that great. it was a lie. i miss everything about us together. i don’t miss the sex or anything like that. i miss holding hands. i miss looking into her eyes. i miss sitting at the bench in the mall while she was crampy and making jokes about people in the mall. i miss walking to the dining hall and trying to find food thats ingest-able. i miss waking up with my arms around her. and i miss having my best friend as my girlfriend. i miss her so much it hurts. i just want to escape from these feelings. i do anything to numb the feelings, the memories. I’m about to set a new PR for finishing a handle of whiskey solo. i just feel like i have nothing left. that I’m spent. I’m the empty shell of who i was. who i could be. who i wish i was. i have no gas in the tank. my thoughts terrify me. i just think about everywhere we’ve been together and then that its gone. that its over. that I’m worthless and its all my fault. sometimes i wish my campus had taller buildings, or that i had the balls. i fantasize about just flinging myself from something tall just ending it. just thinking about suicide seems to just calm me. makes me feel powerful. I’m not drowning anymore, just taking care of business. i feel like a dollar. but you just put me into a vending machine, but your recess pieces get stuck. you press the coin return but nothing falls out. that I’ve been that my useful lifespan is ending abruptly.
i want to know if a curtain drops.
she makes me nervous like she never has before. we talked today briefly, and i was so nervous. i want her back so much but I’m afraid that i will ruin any foreword progress by talking with her. she terrifies me. she has all of the power and all i can do is sit and wait and hope that she decides that she wants me back but i don’t know that she ever will. i want to know. i want to know everything.
When i was in 7th grade this guy Paul pushed me into a urinal during lunch one day and i pissed all over myself. As soon as i walked out of the stall, people just started giving me hell for it, and i felt awful. It wasnt even really my fault, like who does that right? Anyways, by the time gym class rolled around literally everyone had either seen or heard about me, and i just couldnt take it. I basically was 30 seconds from crying sonce it happened. After i had changed into my gym uniform this popular girl Tess just looked deep into my soul with this look i’ll never forget. It was half i want to make fun of you and then it turned into a real pitiful, almost like she was about to cry for me. She had genuinly had a what if that happened to me moment and we just sort of stared at each other for a few seconds, neither of us saying anything.
So I graduated and was promoted to the rank of 2nd Lieutenant today! Amazing day!
Congrats!
Thanks bruh!
Congrats on both!
Thank you!
