It starts again and I’m struggling with it, but at the same time I let it happen. I’m relapsing, so I let it happen, even though I know how bad it is, which concequences are following, how I’ll feel, how I make other people feel. All I need is a little control about something, so I try to control my hunger.
I’m a disgusting piece of shit, but I can live with it. Ana comes closer and I’m not welcoming her, but I allow her to stay.


so this morning i was playing with the slow-mo mode on my phone, hoping to get a majestic vid of a bumblebee taking off

but instead i found this dumbfuck


These tentacular Octopus and Giant Squid tables are the work of San Francisco-based bronze sculptor Kirk McGuire. The beautiful bronze cephalopods are so lifelike, we wouldn’t be surprised if you felt phantom tentacles tickling your ankles while sitting at either of these tables.

Visit Kirk McGuire’s website to check out his standalone bronze sculptures and more of his awesome undersea animal tables.

[via Neatorama]


I really hate being an introvert because I sometimes think “oh hey, I can totally hang out with a bunch of people right now! I can handle it! I hate being alone!!” and then three hours into hanging out I realize how draining of energy it is for me to be around other people and I just want to curl up into a ball and isolate myself for the rest of my life.