MARVEL PANEL OF THE DAY
from Marvels #2
The Human Torch makes his mark on the skies of NYC.
MARVEL PANEL OF THE DAY
from Marvels #2
The Human Torch makes his mark on the skies of NYC.
I don’t even know.
I can’t even say “Feeling perfectly feh” when I’m feeling worse than that. I feel like shit.
It’s back again, the depression. The crying yourself to sleep every night feeling and the sick pleasure you get from pressing the scissor blade to your wrist. I’ve done this before and it sucked. I ended up fucking up my education because of it but apparently nothing’s wrong with me.
“…the fact that I’ve been feeling depressed and unwanted recently. It started out with me making a very personal announcement to my friends and my teachers at college (none of the teachers actually cared) that I cut and thought I was depressed. I told them I hadn’t cut in about a month, but I was finding it harder not to every day.”
That was from when I cut in my second year of college, I’d stopped for about a month after a friend BEGGED me not to cut again and cried at me. It’s so hard now to remember that.
I also struggle with relationship issues where I find it easier to talk to people who don’t really know me as opposed to those who do, but lately, the line’s blurred and I feel like everyone’s leaving me. And it’s no wonder, because I’m too fat and ugly to like, even the people who don’t know me can sense that.
I hate my life.
Ingredients & Measurements:
- 1 cup ice
- ½ cup milk
- 2 tablespoons Nutella
- 1 shot Baileys
- 1 shot vanilla vodka
Instructions:
Place all the ingredients into a blender and blend until thick and creamy. Pour into shot glasses and enjoy! You can rim the shot glass with nutella (like the picture below) if you would like also!
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let’s make these sometime k?
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So today I cleaned THE ENTIRE HOUSE like I did last night when my brother came in and soaked the kitchen, left some nasty chicken on the counter and refused to clean anything up.
But before that, my mum was pissed off at him because he LEFT FUCKING BEER EVERYWHERE and she said she was going to “talk” to him, but she won’t >_<
I’M JUST FUCKING SICK OF EVERYTHING.

T-Stark, your thoughts?
