October 12, 2014

My ex’s friends are some of the shittiest people I’ve ever met. What they value, what they do, and how they act are appalling. With one or two exceptions, they’re misogynistic players, abusers, rapists, delinquent fathers, drunks, drug users, and just plain selfish assholes who smoke pot all day, every day. What good qualities they do have just don’t outweigh the bad. And I firmly believe that smoking pot all the time is a big reason behind the way they are. They’re shitty people and smoking every day allows them to not give a fuck, forget about it, and become even more self-absorbed. They ruined our relationship.

I thought he was better than them. But how could he be, when he’s one of them? How can you realize that you’re being hurtful towards your girlfriend when you hang out with a bunch of people who don’t give a fuck and talk shit about their girlfriends all the time? I wanted him to be better, and I thought he did, too. I just don’t know if he can.

I pity him that he’s stuck with them.

I thought about telling him all this in a letter, but what does it matter? If he couldn’t make a change after 4 years, why would any words from me make a difference now? He’d just react like one of the horrible, self-absorbed people he spends his time with. I know he recognizes their shittiness too, and he wishes he had different friends. He’s cried about it to me in rare moments when he’d open up. But I can’t help him anymore.

I think he’s already a different person from when we were together. We saw each other a handful of times in the month after we broke up, and each time he was a little more different, more distant. The last couple times we talked on the phone he didn’t sound the same. I don’t even want to imagine the cruel things his friends must be saying about me that he surely agreed with. That’s why he acted like a jerk to me a week ago, and I cut off all interactions. The person I loved isn’t there anymore. He may never have even been there. He may have been a figment of both our imaginations, of what he COULD be, if he were better. He’s certainly not there now.

October 11, 2014

Why it is so hard to find the people who want to spend time the same way you spend time?

October 7, 2014

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July 16, 2014

aflawedfashion:

H.F.F.A. Hot From Far Away, but up close, she’s nasty.

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May 30, 2014

I have this problem where, when I meet someone I really like, I just want to get to the highest level of intimacy with them—or at least kissing. I think about it right away. I have a boyfriend with whom things have been going well for years, and I am happy with him sexually. We’ve remained very well in tune with each other—not without some blips here and there, but on a level of not-everything’s-perfect-all-the-time that one would expect from being together for years. Satisfied with the relationship and the sex. And yet I have to actively decide not to act on these urges all the time. Is it just me (and, well, other horn dogs) or is that a normal challenge to deal with when you’re in a relationship for a long time? I guess being in a relationship just doesn’t necessarily have any bearing on how you feel about others (and I don’t believe it should—no one controls your own feelings), but how do I deal with these feelings? These are friends/acquaintances of mine who are in my life. I don’t want them not to be in my life, and I don’t want to hurt anyone, either.

April 12, 2014
"People who believe they’ll be happy if they go and live somewhere else, learn it doesn’t work that way. Wherever you go, you take yourself with you."

— Neil Gaiman (via hellanne)

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March 20, 2014
jethrowilbury:

it-all-started-with-amouse:


apexkiler:

thenickyboy:

smexymutt:

chickyfrommars:

clarkkftw:

teamaequitas:

0hmykaty:

wearealljustrunaways:

savisintheclouds:

I literally felt like I did not have a choice.

Robin Williams says reblog, you reblog. 

…okay.

did i even really have a choice?

okay robin williams
i hesitated for a second and then considered the repercussions

Even if I didn’t want to reblog, I just HAD to. Robin Williams made me reblog it!

Fuck~

Look if Robin Williams told me to jump off a cliff I’d probably do it.

You don’t ever question Robin Williams

Fucking straight


For you, Mr. Williams.

jethrowilbury:

it-all-started-with-amouse:

apexkiler:

thenickyboy:

smexymutt:

chickyfrommars:

clarkkftw:

teamaequitas:

0hmykaty:

wearealljustrunaways:

savisintheclouds:

I literally felt like I did not have a choice.

Robin Williams says reblog, you reblog. 

…okay.

did i even really have a choice?

okay robin williams

i hesitated for a second and then considered the repercussions

Even if I didn’t want to reblog, I just HAD to. Robin Williams made me reblog it!

Fuck~

Look if Robin Williams told me to jump off a cliff I’d probably do it.

You don’t ever question Robin Williams

Fucking straight

For you, Mr. Williams.

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March 15, 2014

scott-pilgrimage:

whosromeo:

i think it’s cute when someone admits they have a crush on you

i think it’s a fucking miracle 

Yeah, it’s only one of the most magical things that can happen

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March 13, 2014

It makes me physically uncomfortable to talk about my accomplishments and dreams °~°

March 2, 2014

nekemabalatonariviera said: Dwight, at 8:00 a.m. today, someone poisons the coffee. Do not drink the coffee. More instructions will follow. Cordially, Future Dwight.

dundermifflinscranton: