I am a hypocrite. I am far from perfect. I am a follower. I am reckless. I am a screw up. I am a broken hearted teenage girl that's got a lot of life to live.

 

Lately.

No more bull shit about broken hearts. My life has changed dramatically in the last 4 days. My father was is a horrific motorcycle accident during my graduation party. During some point of the party he talked my cousin Travis into letting him ride his bike near the neighborhood and Travis agreed. I didn’t even notice him missing until the ambulance raced by the house. All my family then began to crowd around the end of the driveway. I knew something was troubling them and I ran to end of the driveway where people were crying. I knew it was him when I tried to find him in the crowd and he wasn’t there. My heart sank and I looked at my mom and she had looked as if someone had punched her in the gut. I asked who it was and they said my dad. I started running down the road and was my grandfather, brother, and uncle and all I heard was screaming. I couldn’t move another inch and I’m glad I didn’t. I walked back to the crowd terrified and broken. I understood the pain my mom felt. We jumped in a van and took off to the hospital. We waited in a conference room because out family was so big. Hours passed and they moved us upstairs to the 5th floor, the brain trauma level. My father suffers from several breaks in his face, a serious concussion, a fracture from the top of his eyebrows to the back of his head, bad road rash on his right side, infection in his right lung, and two broken orbicals which caused black eyes. My dad was our only source of income. Now my mother and I have to make it on our own without him in our lives for the time being. He’s doing really well for
someone that has been in an accident such as that. Starting Monday I will be working whatever hours my boss can give me and still attemp to see my father in the mornings. My dad is my rock and I don’t know how we will make it without him.

Dear Brittany.

10 years from now nothing will matter. You will graduated from college, on your own, no one person holding on to the past. Looking back on your previous years on this earth and the word “simplicity” pops out. Being little is so simple. You’re so stupid, so innocent, so helpless. No one teaches you about love, money, or GPA’s. No one. Those are things that you learn about through experience. No one teaches you about that either. Situations come to you and that’s when you learn about responsibly. You just continue to learn and you’ll never stop. You’ll learn who means the most to you, who to stay away from, and who means the world to you but will do nothing but bring you down. Life is about catagories and organization. It’s about thinking logically and doing things that will help your future. Life is about stability and sanity. Life is about nothing at all and also everything all at once. Keep your head held hight and your chin up because everything happens for a reason and it will all soon pass.
Your future will be bright. -past Brittany.

On October 6, 1889, a Frenchman named Joseph Oller made smut history by opening the world’s most famous burlesque club in Paris’ 18th arrondissement: the Moulin Rouge. Named for the red windmill on top of the building, it is cornerstone of burlesque culture and very possibly the birthplace of the striptease.

(Source: oldroze)

I’m pissed off. About 2 months ago you all for trying to start over. I couldn’t stand the thought of being hurt again. Then I cave in and tell you how I feel when you’re with someone. That was a mistake on my part. Then after he’s gone still nothing. Just keep jumping ans jumping and jumping and jumping. Eventually you’ll get tired and I wont be around. You don’t even make an effort to talk to me now. This always happens when you see someone new. I won’t be a backup friend when your chips are down. I don’t feel sorry. I won’t feel a damn thing. Fucking say something!

eatttt:

artforkatz:

Holy fuck seriously if you’re going to reblog any of my work, let it be this one, good god this piece took so long.

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eatttt:

artforkatz:

Holy fuck seriously if you’re going to reblog any of my work, let it be this one, good god this piece took so long.

god damn this is great