Tara Hope

morggo:

YOU CREATE YOU, ISN’T THAT BEAUTIFUL?

When u nick socks from Target

elissbabby:

Thanks mum xx thanks dad xx thanks sis

catchymemes:

Photographic evidence of me waiting for Piper to finish her bedtime poo. At the same time. Every night. God forbid she needs a wee in the middle of the night after I’ve closed the door

kanjiklubb:

So, obviously, I am very mentally ill atm HA

but

my friend lent me the money to buy this game. So this one goes extra hard for me hahaha

deadrabbitohno:

This expresses my feelings precisely.

This, but it’s the Australian Labour Governments budget that’s “in surplus”. What a sick joke. More tax cuts for property developers who caused the rental crisis. Tax cuts for mining magnates that already have too much gold in their dragon dens. $9,000 extra to themselves. Meanwhile, taking funding from NDIS(the already outsourced support service), funding from indigenous affairs. Taking funding from pretty much any service for the poor and struggling.

Solid shit from my drafts folder that I should have posted years ago: 2

I just missed my ferry to work because some dude stopped me to ask why I bleached my hair and if I would be going back to a darker colour?? What The Fuck? Why would you stop a complete stranger to ask them that? And like, am I supposed to have a reason for changing my hair colour? I’m on the run from the cops and I needed a disguise so I went back to my natural hair colour??????

Solid shit from my drafts folder that I should have posted years ago: 1

Sometimes I get hell sad when I see someone with a nice as motorbike and I’m all (lana del rey ride gif) And then I get back on my board and I’m all ride or die skataboiz

I wish i could even be “all ride or die skataboiz” now

mary-killed-my-lamb:

I have days where I think I just forget how to be me and end up just being a shell

Reflecting on this nine years later: yes, sweetie. Having undiagnosed ASD & ADHD, rampant anxiety, depression, and CPTSD leading to a continual fawning trauma response does tend to do that to one.

And it was every day, you only noticed on the days you were alone.

And yet, here I am, doing another day in this living nightmare.

It’s 2pm and I’m still in bed

I want to die. I want it to end. My life is worth nothing, nobody cares. I’m just a burden and I destroy everything I touch. Stupid little selfish bitch who can’t pick myself up. I don’t want to. What’s the point? So I can continue living in hell? I’d rather the darkness, nothingness, eternal sleep. I watch my friends(correction: friend, singular) surpass me as I help them, to my detriment. She never has time for me though. I watch my love reject me over and over every day. He doesn’t want time for me. He doesn’t want me. I have no one to talk to but myself. No family to support me, friends that say they’re family but are never there when i need them and tell me I lean on them too much. What is family for if not to lean on? I guess blood is thicker than water - what a shame my blood is poison. I want to watch as the poison spills from my body, and away from everyone I love. I wish I could dig that blade hard enough into my arms to kill me, but I’m fucking useless at dying too. Even if I take all the drugs I have and wash them down with a bottle of wine, I probably won’t die, I’ll fuck it up and just make everything harder on myself. I can’t figure out how to die properly so I just cut myself up and trash my own shit, and escape reality whenever possible. I’m a fucking loser, fucking crazy bitch. Fucking bastard of a meth head spanish fucking junkie, and a fucking psychotic narcissist bi polar murderous bitch mother. All my friends are gone, I’m gone. I don’t think I ever really existed. 26 feels a bit too late to somehow gain a personality that isn’t fawning and becoming whoever I’m around. I wish my mother did kill me that night - then we’d both get what we deserve.. is this how Alan felt? Is this how Tom felt? I can’t do another day in this living nightmare.

helpmemaryplease-deactivated202:

they knew