February 2012
59 posts
According to an old Irish legend, or possibly history, St Bridget struck a deal...
– So if I propose to Anthony today and he refuses me, he has to buy me 12 pairs of gloves? Sweeeeet
I’m just sick of being sad and feeling like everything I do is wrong.
Apologies.
I am sorry if I erratically switch into crazy bitch mode with you or ignore you all together in order to keep myself from tearing you apart, but my body is going through a lot of stupid chemical changes this month. I stopped drinking, I started taking anti-depressants, AND I started hormonal birth control like, all at the same time. And it has been difficult and I feel like punching everyone and...
Remember, remember, this is now, and now, and now. Live it, feel it, cling to...
– Sylvia Plath (via salveo)