That was me yesterday.

I hate to think that I am one of those people that gets upset when someone deletes me as a friend on facebook, but really? We were really good friends once. I have done nothing to you at all. I’ve tried to stay a friend to you, you are the one that has neglected the rest of your old friends. Well, friend its your loss when the people that used to be your friend stop trying. Your fucking loss.

(via arielisa)

if your leg is pregnant I’m going to write it love letters. And hate mail for causing you pain.

I have this problem where I just float around like a bumblebee, taking little sips of flowers but I never really find other bumblebees or flower patches that I fit in with. There are other flowers that I admire and wish I could connect with, but for some reason I hold back or something. I have a handful of flowers that I can hang out with but other than that, there are just those people flowers that I really like but they seem to have their own patch to hang out with so I’m just this lonely floater of a bumblebee. I admire you, other flowers and bumblebees, I’m just broken and don’t know how to make proper friends anymore. There are so many people that I would love to just hang out with and drink coffee and do fun//silly things with. And then I start to get freaked out and think, well they already have a full flower patch or a full beehive, what would they do with me?

I just feel like I never fit in right.

Dear Riley,I’m glad that you are safe. Thank you for having the bravery to share such a vulnerable experience, it may make a difference for someones future because you voiced your truth, so thanks! Sincerely, A******t

mssashajones:

atticstring:

Don’t. Ever. Walk. Alone. Ever.

meca kids. check yo email. please read what I sent out and take it to heart.

come find me if you want to talk.

whoa, what happened?

I was walking from a museum back to my residence hall (which is just about a block) and 3 men came up to me and cornered me into a doorway and were all yelling in my face and grabbing on to my shoulders and arms. I was lucky. I know some people aren’t. I sent out a mass email to everyone at my school about it too considering that a lot of people consider Portland to be super safe and what not. But there are a bunch of creeps out there.