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In the past (days, weeks, years. I don’t know, they all sort of blur together. Individually, they sting, but as a whole they hurt like hell) I have been made to feel like I am mean, hateful, dirty, pointless, useless, unhelpful, ungrateful. I’ve been made to feel like a burden, a bother, unwanted. In the past, I have been made to feel like I shouldn’t have friends. I’ve felt like I don’t matter because I’m not (cant be? wont be? not trying to be?) good enough for someone else.
I don’t hold grudges. Well, not really. It would be easy to say that I forgive and forget, but I don’t. I’ve always kind of thought that was stupid. I don’t forget. I move on, though. When things get better, I don’t really even think about the things my family and friends have told me, told others about me, or how they’ve made me feel.
I’m not sixteen anymore, I’m an adult now. What I mean, I guess, is that I have matured. Some people I know have not. They’re still gossipy as ever. I’m not really affected by someone talking about me behind my back when I know that they are doing the same thing about everyone else. Nothing to feel special about, really.
I have been dumped completely, as a friend and as more, and have always been willing and welcoming if the person chose to come back to me. Open arms, forgiven and moved on. I’ll even take the exact same shit from the exact same people over and over again. I’m always optimistic that it will be better that time. Usually it isn’t, but such is life I guess.
When attacked, physically or verbally though I don’t have much experience with the former, I attack back in anger. I don’t usually mean to say the things I do, to taunt or push, but in the long term I’m the one who is quick to forgive and move on. I’m not the type of person to really sit and dwell on things. I just stop thinking about it and then I’m not mad, sad, hurt anymore.
Sometimes, though not often, I feel all of it. All of it at once and individually at the same time. Everything that’s ever been said to me or about me by my friends or my family. It’s at those times that I don’t really know how to handle things. I get sad, angry, hurt. But again, I stop thinking about it after a while and then it’s better and I’m ready to take everything new that they have to say.
I don’t know to be good enough, clean enough, helpful enough, grateful enough, nice enough. I don’t know how to be enough. I’ll never be enough. So I’ll be me, take it or leave it. Don’t mistake my attitude or the things that I say or do for malice, they’re not malicious or hateful. I can guarantee, I never have the thought, “omg such and such is totally going to hate/be upset by me doing this. TOTALLY DOING IT JUST FOR THAT REASON!” I just don’t think like that. I know some people don’t approve of things that I do, and I continue to do them, but its not out of spite. It’s just that they don’t approve of something I want to do, and since when has that been so horrible?
YO, CAN WE GET A SERIOUS CHAIN OF REBLOGGING?
Fuck right off, Taylor Swift.
reason #873279829823 why i cannot fucking stand this bint
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Thelma & Louise
Thelma is not only beautiful, but extremely sweet and loving too! She LOVES her people and is extremely affectionate. She is wonderful with children and would make an amazing family dog. Thelma and her sister Louise are extremely bonded- they walk in sinc with each other, sleep together and love each other so much. Please read their story and help these girls find a home together. Thelma and Louise have an amazing story to tell! SNARR received a call about two Mommy dogs who had both given birth to 18 babies on Christmas Day, living under a trailer in a flood zone. We were told that every night, Thelma and Louise brought their babies to higher ground to avoid water, and were fighting off ferrel dogs and coyotes. We needed to get them out! When they arrived to their first foster, it became obvious just what this family had endured. Thelma and Louise were emaciated and covered in cuts and scratches from defending their puppies. They were infested with ticks, malnourished and exhausted…but all 18 babies were fat and happy. It also became clear to us very quickly, that Thelma and Louise were extremely attached to each other; sisters who had stuck together and fended for eachother; sisters who were very bonded. They nursed eachother’s babies and we can’t even tell which litter is whose. Thelma and Louise have been through SO much together and are so attached, that we are asking for them to be adopted together. We think it is the least we can do for these adorable sisters who have battled so much in their young lives already.Not only were they heroes to their puppies, but Thelma and Louise are just the sweetest girls. They are VERY affectionate, eager to please and super sweet. They have been in foster care with children and other dogs and seem to get along with anyone and everyone. Thelma and Louise are so grateful they have been saved…now we just need to find them their forever home! They are very well adjusted and well socialized dogs. Thelma and Louise are approximately 50 lbs.
I had to reblog this. This is what my dad did for 27 years in the army. He use to run the european portion of it. These dogs are the bees knees. We even got to have the first dog he ever trained when that dog retired. Incredible creatures they are.
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