I’M ACTUALLY A REALLY NICE PERSON IM JUST USED TO BEING WALKED ALL OVER AND DISRESPECTED SO SOMETIMES I COME OFF AS MEAN BUT I JUST CANT LET PEOPLE TAKE ADVANTAGE OF ME AND I HAD TO GROW UP REALLY FAST OK BUT I PROMISE I HAVE A GOOD HEART AND GOOD INTENTIONS AND I DONT WANT TO EVER HURT PEOPLE’S FEELINGS BUT SOMETIMES I JSUT HAVE TO HAVE THE UPPER HAND AND MAKE SURE I DONT GET HURT IM SORR YI LOVE EVERYONE
SOMEBODY FUCKING SAID IT
No holding back, think of the most personal questions you can!
Just before my 17th birthday me and my friends decided it would be a good idea to go for a picnic at the side of a river and go swimming.It was a great day, one of the most memorable for sure.
At first I went in reluctantly as the guys honed in on me and another girl and picked us up and jumped in, though after that I jumped in again and again.
See up until that point I had never jumped in a river. I’d thought about it many a time, I’d been strolling along and just thought that doing something stupid like jumping in a river would somehow make me feel more alive..However I always talked myself out of it as I knew that they weren’t meant for swimming in. Rats peed in them, people through garbage into them…they were just unclean.
Yet that day it didn’t matter a bit to me, I needed someone to push me in the river at first, I wouldn’t say they held my hand but effectively they gave me encouragement which spurred me to jump, again and again into something I knew could make me ill “weaver fever” as my friends called it. though every time I found I wanted to jump a little more than the last.
Me and my friends swam a little downstream and sat on this wooden platform in the middle of the river, close to a ramp where we could get out. The boys ofcourse got on with ease and the girls had to be pulled up and we admired the view for a while then had to get back in the water and swim to the ramp. Though again the boys chose to pull themselves out. a dear friend of mine helped me out of the water and as he did so I felt a little pinch. It didn’t bleed for the first 5 seconds and when it did people panicked and helped carry me over to someone that had medical supplies.
I remember going to bed fine a few days after it had healed up into a scab, yet on the 29th of may at 4 in the morning (my birthday) I started throwing up violently and the doctors were informed of my antics. I was not to bothered, sure it was shit to be sick on your birthday but i guess it was my own damn fault in the end. I had a catheter put in my arm and blood taken from me as doctors thought I had something in my blood and was told it could be really bad. I was told by my mum that I could of died..though I like to think she was exaggerating.
The point is, I could of been seriously ill but it didnt stop me from having the time of my life in that moment before. I even joked about it with the guy who helped me out of the water saying “You nearly killed me!”…he knows I meant it jokingly.. (I hope)
But why should anything stop me from doing anything? Fear? fear of what getting wet? failing? dying? being different? being yourself? if there’s a chance you could have the time of your life than for gods sake do it, please.
Another friend of mine lived his, sadly short, life to the full. Yet I know that if I was 80 and had as much fun as he did and truly made every second count the way he taught his girlfriend, his bros and me to I’d be happy knowing I lived a good life and one with few regrets.
I’m gonna bake the shit out of my kitchen tomorrow!
So that was cute and terrifying all in one…I was sykping the boyfriend when I see a spider on my bed which causes me to have a screaming fit and burst out crying and basically panic, though unlike Will I won’t call it a panic attack as to do so would be embarrassing…I mean it’s a spider, I hate them and freak the fuck out and hyperventilate and get paranoid to the point I think I see the fucker everywhere… But anyway..
After a minute of screaming,crying and choking on my own breaths I listened to will long enough to calm down which was a miracle in itself. He talked me through calming myself down and looking for it using a firepoker…He was great and I felt like a moron…but he calmed me down and I know on my own I wouldn’t of been able to calm myself…even from 500miles away he’s looking after me..
God fucking dammit, THAT’S what I should’ve done.
Just live and learn.
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is this what responsibilities look like
can i just
so bill nighy was wearing a motion capture suit and screaming at johnny depp
and johnny depp had to scream back
without either of them laughing
just imagine that. two grown men, one in pyjamas with balls on his face, and the other in a pirate costume, screaming at the top of their lungs at each other