Mr. Christopher and family. <3
What a freaking day!
So my mother bitches at me for posting some of the photos of her at the wedding on FB. She just out of no where demands that they come down.
I still haven’t been given a reason why.
All I have been given is a bunch of being told what to do by someone who lives hundreds of miles away, doesn’t return my calls, tells me ‘Happy Birthday’ with a FB wall post (not a fucking text, a wall post), and has been a very minor part of my life since she walked out on my brother and I 10 years ago. She also inherited a bunch of money when Grandma passed away and seems to think that bringing it up will make me stay on good terms with her. Fuck that. Her *not* husband seems to think I am some 12 year old that should be absolutely obedient and do every fucking thing he says as soon as he fucking says it.
I don’t think that they realize I have lived this long without them and I won’t hesitate to do it again. No respect for me, why should I respect them.
Oh, she also won’t talk to me when she is ‘too stressed’.
And to top it all off, we had to stay after at work because my boss likes to waste time and can’t seem to get his shit together to close the store one fucking night a week.
I know I promised more pictures today, but I am just going to go to bed. I will get them up in the morning.
Have a good night tumblr.
THE LORD OF THE RINGS MEME: [2/3 MEN] → BOROMIR
„Gondor wanes, you say. But Gondor stands, and even the end of its strength is still very strong.“
So this is just me and my lovely ladies getting ready. :)
I should get to bed but I’m going to post more tomorrow.
i need to get a real job so i can stop crying over expensive lingerie and start crying in expensive lingerie
So my disc drive finally arrived and I will be posting pictures from the wedding later today.
Customer brought these into work to pass around. Cute.
Eerie photo of the Yellow Brick Road from an abandoned Wizard of Oz theme park in North Carolina.
ain’t no way in hell am I following that
the idea of wearing jeans that are not skinny jeans terrifies me now i can’t remember what i used to do with all that extra space around my ankles
if we’re mutually following each other i’m going to go between two extremes:
- replying to your text posts like we’re best friends when we’re not
- acting like i don’t know you exist because i don’t want you to think i’m coming on too strong
both of these things mean i want to be your friend i am just socially awkward as hell
i was looking up 80’s slang for reasons and
i am so using this
and you should too
let’s bring it back
YOU THINK I’M JOKING BUT I’M DEAD SERIOUS
it’s due March 2nd
woah shit thank you
"They call themselves the Guardians of the Galaxy."