I don’t understand what is happening. Dad’s house reeks of laundry detergent and alcohol. I have a feeling something strange happened yesterday when I was sleeping all day.
There is literally something wrong with me, guys. I slept all day. And I don’t mean in a figurative sense.
I mean I went to bed last night at ten and woke up seven to eat, went back to sleep and woke up at three for lunch, and now I’ve just gotten up again and it’s six. What is my life.
I’m convinced the worst of it is the alienation from everyone with those instances of belonging sprinkled in. It hurts more to only halfway belong than to never feel at home at all.
I feel so disconnected from everything. I don’t belong anywhere.
Old gypsy woman spoke to me,
Lips stained red from a bottle of wine
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thislongstorm replied to your post: Guys that was literally the most amazing thing…
You’re not really an aunt.
Oh, but I am. In his happy delirium, Justin said to me, “You’re Aunt Hannah! I don’t even care if you and Ryan ever break up, you’re Aunt Hannah!”
Guys that was literally the most amazing thing ever. I really want to post a picture of the baby but Ry made me promise that I would let him post one on Tumblr first. Just know that he’s a cutie.
I have read a lot of pro choice arguments today and I have to say the “If abortion becomes illegal women will do it anyway but they will have unsafe back alley abortions and possible die from it” argument…
Ugh people can be so ignorant.
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