January 2011
29 posts
Confessions of narcissism: I hate that there’s no scale where I am.
“If you’re feeling unloved and you want to feel better, go love someone,...”
Sometimes I get so nervous, it makes me nauseous. That is quite possibly the most retarded physical reaction to anything. Ever.
Shopping in the Nieman Marcus outlet today is further proof that A) my sense of style is pretty limited to anything black, covered in black, with black boots. And B) I’m cheap.
tumblrbot asked: WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE INANIMATE OBJECT?
Ohhhhh the narcissism.
Things that I feel.
2011 has been pretty good so far in that I seem to have learned how to feel again. Feel happy. Feel sad. Feel pain. Feel anger. Feel joy. Feel jealous. Feel love. You get the idea. And not only feel things—but realize that even though they some feelings may completely be terrible in the moment, they do pass. And putting them away in a little mental tupperware doesn’t necessarily fix...
The woman that stands before you on stage, not only physically nearly naked but emotionally as well, was just 10 years ago a very scared little girl faced with some big decisions to make. I found myself in the bathroom of my uptown apartment peeing on a pregnancy test because of a dream that I had had. I really didn’t expect a positive result and was just taking the test because the dream...
“Let’s pat ourselves on the back when we do the things that scare us, and...”
“And you thought you could change the world by opening your legs. Well, it...”
It’s been almost a year since my mom died. Each day doesn’t necessarily get easier than the one before, but you learn how to cope. I look at her picture and still can’t believe that she’s really gone. I miss her a lot. More than my heart can really bear sometimes….like today. We had a really strained relationship for the majority of my life and about 6 months before...
Many shapes and weights to choose from, I will...
I wish it was more socially acceptable to blast,...
I really love to sneeze. It feels good.
…there’s not much a good cry can’t fix.
Being touched with intent…it repairs damages of all sorts.
Confessions of Narcissism
It really bugs me that I weigh more at the end of the day than I did in the morning.
I’m really happy I don’t get fu&*ed up anymore.
Compersion is a state of empathetic happiness and joy experienced when an individual’s current or former romantic partner experiences happiness and joy through an outside source, including, but not limited to, another romantic interest. This can be experienced as any form of erotic or emotional empathy, depending on the person experiencing the emotion.