i dont know why you are following me.  i dont know why i havent deleted this stupid thing yet.

bohemiandreamgirl:

I’m majestic, bitch.

(via misskatehate)

‘Dear 900+ mostly strangers that follow me & don’t pass judgement or hardly even comment on my silly little life, should I put my twitter account on lock down & kick out my husband because he’s insecure & acts a fool when he sees something on here he doesn’t like?
Oh, I KNOW he SHOULD be secure in his relationship with me, but I’m learning I married a big foolish insecure jerk who doesn’t understand that I don’t have to tell him every little thing that passes thru my mind because I feel threatened by his jealous possessive insecurity. After all, he does put holes in doors when he can’t control me. I mean, control his temper.
Every time we fight I am re-routing my escape plan & just yesterday I thought I should give back all the $$$$ my relatives gave me at my stupid bridal shower that I didn’t even want whenever we wind up getting divorced & the next time I think I want to get married, I sure as fuck aint bringin him home & ill go elope in vegas like a smart stripper would have without asking anyones permission (you know, cos you can take the girl out of the stripclub, but you can’t take the stripper out of the girl).
Why did I think it was a good idea to get married in the first place anyway? Why did I think it was a good idea to leave ATX in the first place? I feel like I’m back to missing my cat & my old life & my old friends more than when I first left, more than when I moved here a year ago, maybe more than ever. I even miss my old gold bike too, & that thing was a piece of shit. I mean, things sure have gotten better since I’ve been here, you know cos I really love all my aerial classes & I’m even starting to make some friends, but sometimes, and it seems more often than not, I think I may have made a big mistake committing so deeply to this relationship. To everyone that thought this was a bad idea, thank you for your concern & I’m sorry I hadn’t listened to you.
Thanks, 900+ mostly strangers that don’t think I’m less of a person for any stupid shit I do (like letting a fanged custy spank the living fuck outta me in VIP or getting married to a foolish & insecure young boy who already thinks himself a man), I really appreciate the space you give me to vent, and the complete lack of judgemental commentary & occasional minimal responses I receive from you. If only my husband were so supportive. Oh well, maybe next time.

i miss this.  

(via fuckyeahstrippershit)

just in case you were wondering if i dont love him enough, dont worry, ive already beat you to it, i wonder too.

(via puglovingfeminist)

(via thedame)

OMG I USED TO DO THE SAME EXACT INVISIBLE STRING THING WHEN I WAS A KID!!!

brookebrilliance:

Have you got a particular skill that people might not know about? (x)

This is pretty cool. I don’t think I could ever do it.

(via puglovingfeminist)

this was my cat.  her name was CutiePie LuvBug.  i just called her cutie.  when we moved out of texas, she ran away from me at a rest stop in tennessee somewhere between memphis and nashville.  sometimes i am still sad about it, and sometimes i still miss her.  i loved her a lot.

i can be

just like my grandmother

i dont have to leave the house all week 

if i dont want to

or get dressed

i have enough non-perishable food items stored to hold me over

i dont have to answer the phone when i dont want to talk to anyone 

ABOUT MY FUCKING FEELINGS

and ill only pick up 

when the emotional weather

is clear and sunny

i have my miles of yarn

and assorted hooks

and books

but i dont have a cat to talk to

and ill call my mother about the glasses she sent me that she bought off ebay

but i dont want to talk to my mother in law about the hole her son put in the door

that id locked myself behind

even the pole girls

i told them he made me enchiladas and baked me cookies

even all my best friends

i only told one

just like my grandmother i can bottle all this up and keep it inside and go on pretending like i dont need anything from anyone

just like my grandmother i can let the phone just keep ringing

just like my grandmother i can admire the pretty sunshine day from my kitchen window without ever having to go outside