Confessions Of A Girl Who Skipped A Grade

vintage medical glass needle / 1950

i wonder if Gen Z/Alpha/Beta is gonna make a movie romanticizing 9/11 the same way people made a movie about the titanic survivors...

"sorry jack, there's not enough room on this staircase"

Where are all my girlies that walk in other people's footprints in the snow so they don't ruin it more ):

when I was pulled under the waves

my eyes stung

it felt like when the shampoo drips in the shower

my mouth got salty

it felt like when I get fries from the place I hate

my body dragged

then rolled

it felt like nothing

nothing good

nothing bad

there's nothing under there

Being called pretty

People tell me I'm pretty, and it makes me smile. I call other girls pretty, models pretty, instagrammers pretty. I never see the girls in the pictures move but I swear it makes them smile too. I think it's a compliment.

After being called the magic word, pretty, I wonder if I still am pretty. Someone commented how pretty I was on the pic I posted last week. How much have I aged since then? Am I still pretty? Will people dissapointed when they see me at school tomorrow? I'm not as pretty as the girl on their phones. And I'm certainly not as pretty as the other girls walking around.

Everyone calls them pretty too. And they have boyfriends that call them cute, or hot, or amazing, or beautiful. I want that too, but for now I just want someone to call me pretty again.

I think we’re going to be together forever.

“Don’t say that”, said the older woman in the car. Hand on the steering wheel, her eyes remained fixed on the narrow one-lane road ahead of her. “I know you love him now, but what if someone better comes along?”

The younger woman stuttered in protest, “What if? Someone better? What?”

There was no one better. They belonged together. She was healing, and he was gentle. He laughed with her and the sense of humor she had developed, loved the jokes that made her the “funny one” because she was soft and small and wouldn’t be heard when she wasn’t being funny. He appreciated every thought she had and loved her for being alive. 

A fire burned hot in the young woman’s heart as she looked back at her mother. Her lips were barely parting as she finished her sentence “…probably not going to get married.”

they would say noot noot if they could

I knew poinsettias "faked" having big flowers by just turning some leaves red but I didn't know the real tiny flowers in the middle looked like such idiots

i need u Jesus

my dog is so fake

I went downstairs to get a midnight snack while my dog was sleeping. I turned on the light and made a bunch of noise but she only looked up when she heard the sound of a single goldfish dropping on the floorrrr

The doctor said "You aren't going to have a baby", but his grimace made me think twice before smiling.

"So what IS that?"