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Sunday, March 21, 2010

http://ashleeisjadedd.tumblr.com/

I'm horrible at talking about my feelings. I can never put them into words. -depends on who i'm talking to.
I can't stay focused for long periods of time. I get distracted really easily.
I'm really bad at "small talk" conversations.
I love it when I don't expect my day to be anything special, but then it turns out to be amazing.
I have a weird fascination with disasters/school shootings. I don't like them, obviously, but I find them interesting.
I've had surgery before.- only minor ones :)
I usually don't like new situations. I get really uncomfortable in them.
I always try to get my own way about things. -always
My mom hates my boyfriend.
I've come to realize that I'm a really selfish person.
Recently I've done something that was incredibly horribly boring.
I always seem to be thinking about the past or the future.
Today I did my hair differently than I usually do.
I've been to a professional sporting event before.
I'm a HUGE fan of a certain sports team.
If I'm having a bad hair day, I'm having a bad day in general.
When I have my period, I always use tampons. I can't stand pads.
I've been to the doctor recently.
Lately I only look cute if there's some reason behind it, like going out.
When I'm getting ready to go out, I change my outfit a zillion times before I leave.
I've done that thing where I feel like my outfit is cute when I'm leaving the house, then when I'm gone, I think it's hideous.
I almost unconsciously compare my body to other people's, like, seeing if I'm skinnier or fatter than them.
I always remember unimportant little details about things.
I either care too much, or don't care enough. There isn't an in-between with me.
I have an issue with wanting to control things.
I hate lying
, but I can be a really convincing liar.
When I get nervous I start shaking.
I talk about people behind their back, but it's nothing I won't say to their face.
I haven't eaten very much today.
I haven't been on Myspace in months.
If I don't feel strongly about something, I can be pressured into doing things really easily.
I haven't changed my layout on Xanga in a long time.
I can't read something if I'm not interested in it.
It's really obvious to other people when I feel uncomfortable.
I'd rather wear loose clothes than skin tight clothes.
I don't sleep in my bra.
I've never gone on a vacation over Spring Break.
One of my grandparents is really technology savvy.
I could not care less about Twilight or any other vampire movies/books/TV shows.- like seriously, shut the fuck up about edward cullen.
I hate returning things.
I feel so much better about myself when I do my hair and makeup.
I never think before I speak, then I end up having to apologize for what I said.
I say "I'm sorry" way too much for my own good.
Middle school was a miserable experience for me.
I barely ever get alone time, so when I do it's a big deal for me.
I'd much rather sleep with someone than by myself.
I don't know how to react when people cry. It's like I freeze up.
I know a lot of young girls who are pregnant right now.
I'm usually early. I don't like being late, and it bugs me when other people are late.
I never use IM or email anymore.
There are so many songs that remind me of one specific person. - ughhhh i wish they didn't :(
I have friends lock on my Xanga cause I'm paranoid that someone I know is gonna find it.
I can't stand the sound of dripping water.
I've never understood why people think that pencil tapping is so annoying.
I can't decide what career I want to pursue.
I'm a good judge of character, for the most part.
I can't stand being disappointed about things. It tears me apart.
I don't care about crying in front of other people. It doesn't bother me.
I don't like those days where I can tell it's gonna be a bad day within 10 minutes of waking up.
I won't have sex if I don't feel pretty.
I'm the biggest sucker for sweet talking.
I'm a DOORMAT. I let people walk all over me.
I've lied about my age before.
I like the feeling of being really nervous/worried about something, then finding out you had nothing to worry about and breathing a huge sigh of relief.
I know a little bit of a foreign language, but not enough that it actually counts.
My mom has always been the more strict parent.
I can't sleep without a pillow.
I listen to music in foreign languages even though I can't understand it.
I hate it when someone says "We need to talk" over the phone or through texting.
I'm pretty open minded. I'll try almost anything.
There's one "political issue" that I keep changing my opinion of.
I've never done an illegal drug other than weed.-damn i wish this was true. like you have no fucking idea how much i wish that.


Monday, March 08, 2010

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Sunday, March 07, 2010

alright so i know that every girl who's heard a taylor swift song on the radio thinks she knows what love is. and who the fuck am i to tell them they're wrong? last night i was blacked out by 11. called my ex and told him how much i missed him. he was drunk too and actually talked to me. this is what he said: "i loved you at one point but you wasted it away. you had other boys when we were together and that killed me. i dont want to put myself through that again. i can't" i told him to forgive me. thats it, just forgive me. i needed him and i couldnt do this any more without him. and he asked me how. i was silent for so long because honestly? i had no idea. no words, nothing. i could have made up some bullshit about how easy it would be and how i deserved it. but i know i dont. im not worth his forgiveness and i sure the fuck don't deserve it. i hurt him more than ive ever hurt anyone before, and i was so so so selfish. and i told him i changed. but im sitting here doing the same shit. i want him to forgive me and thats really fucking selfish. i want him to forgive me so we can be together so i can be happy. but what about him? what if hes really happy when im gone? i dont know what love is, the only thing ive truely loved is drugs. so i wont sit here and tell you that i love him. but i also cant let him go. and i hate myself for that. i fucking hate myself.



. baby i can feel your halo, pray it wont fade away.


 




Saturday, March 06, 2010


so i'm set to graduate rehab on the 25th. ive been sober for about 4 days. i've been in rehab for about 2 months now. and 4 days is the most i've gone without doing drugs. it gets harder with each day that passes by. i went to an NA meeting last night and was so fucking uncomfortable.i couldnt wrap my head around the idea that i was just like the people i was sitting next to. im not a drug addict right? im just addicted to drugs. but im not an addict. right? deep down i know that im just like the crackhead sitting in the front row. and im no different than the dope dealer that spent most of his life in prison and crawling on the floor looking for his next fix. when i think of this my heart breaks.i feel like i can't breathe and im scared. im fucking scared shitless because after everything that drugs have taken away from me and ruined for me, i still want them. if i had a line of cocaine in front of me right now i'd snort it without so much as an afterthought. so whos the addict now?



 












Friday, March 05, 2010

second tatttt.



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