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Remember, remember the 5th of November.
The gunpowder, treason, and plot.
I know of no reason why the gunpowder, treason should ever be forgot.
(Source: kurtcobains)
So I just got pretty upset because A said he wouldn’t be here until past 7… I felt like he wasn’t making me a priority, I guess, because I knew his course finished at 2 and it doesn’t take five hours to get here!
But woah, girl, if you step it back a little bit?
He only gets 200 pounds a month “allowance” (read: student loans) and regularly chooses to spend 60-90 of it a month just TRAVELING to come see me. To me, that 90 pounds is less than a tenth of my monthly income… to him it’s nearly half. How am I not a priority?
I’m just selfish really, because I know this will be a quick visit anyway and I want every minute of snuggling I can cram in before he’s gone again. :(
Fuck, I cannot wait for June when he’s done Oxford and can finally try to move down into the city.
(Source: amandaonwriting)
For Lovers and Fighters by Dean Spade
I love dean spade
(via transformfeminism)
get me away from here (i’m dying) (par similarity)
bell hooks, All About Love (via zeloveinitiative)
Jasmine
(via swingitandmiss)
I can NOT believe I’ve finished W1D2 of C25K!! Twenty five minutes of interval training, that’s more running than I’ve ever done in one go (and twice in one week!) … I know it’s not a lot to some people but I have NEVER been a cardio person….
So I spent 100 pounds on off road trainers yesterday.
Signed up for a Spartan race in August, right before my birthday.
If I can stick with this and complete it then, the health I would need to do that will be the best (cheesy) present I can give myself.
AND to top off my week of meager motivation, I went for my first run/walk today (W1D1) and it felt awesome. To be honest, wasn’t sure I could get through that, let alone 5 or 10 k later!
(the only problem is that the purging HAS to go. I don’t want a heart attack, not me, no sirree)
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I have the number of a hair salon on my phone screen.
My thumb hovers over the call button, twitching, like it’s a trigger.
Like it could kill something.
Like it’s life changing.
(It’s not, I know it’s not.)
Finally got my period, fuck yes!!!! Well, I think I have. I had a reasonable amount of spotting while I was out shopping (did NOT want to be grocery shopping with a stain) so I popped in a tampon and we’ll see for sure when I take it out.
Why am I so excited? Well, for one thing, it’s been a 46 day cycle which although not abnormal for me is still nerve wracking when you’re having regular sex (and I really do not want a child right now). But mostly, getting my period means that my Thursday appointment for an IUD is going ahead!!! They turned me away last time because if they insert while you have even a slim chance of pregnancy the nurse practitioner could lose her license.
It doesn’t even matter that I’m a bit nervous about having my uterus sounded, I am just so relieved and ready for this! And I can NOT wait to get rid of condom use! They are fabulous fabulous pieces of latex and I appreciate them very much, but dear lord I will be happy to see them go…..
Hooray for menses!
