What do these two images have in common?
Anybody?

…You know what, I don’t care anymore, I’ve tried to be subtle, I’ve tried to be nice, obvious, insulting, polite again, act embarrassed, act indifferent, considerate, silly, innocent, infatuated, forgetful, forgiving, friendly, professional, ignorant, I’ve pretended to be everything under the sun BUT YOU JUST CAN’T TAKE A HINT.

STOP ignoring-me-not-ignoring-me, it’s YOUUUUUUU, I’m referring to YOU.
If you don’t want anything to do with me STOP looking at my Facebook page, stop visiting my Tumblrs, just fucking move on already.
Shoo.
But if you can’t just leave me in the past where I belong, then don’t hurt my feelings on purpose.

(*I’m not referring to Carmen) (**sorry Carmen)
I’ve been unwell lately.
My friend’s spouse is dying of lung cancer, another friend’s spouse attacked her with a wrench, and my mom desperately needs eye surgery, so my personal problems seem very unimportant.
There is a lot of pressure on me right now to make more money.
This morning I spent 2 hours filling out an online job application and my computer completely froze right before I submitted it.
A couple of my closest friends are noticeably ignoring me as of last week, both in private and public.
But I’ve got so many other things to worry about, like we need a house, and focusing on not killing myself, that I don’t want to expend energy on people like that anymore.

I’ve been unwell lately.
My friend’s spouse is dying of lung cancer, another friend’s spouse attacked her with a wrench, and my mom desperately needs eye surgery, so my personal problems seem very unimportant.
There is a lot of pressure on me right now to make more money.
This morning I spent 2 hours filling out an online job application and my computer completely froze right before I submitted it.
A couple of my closest friends are noticeably ignoring me as of last week, both in private and public.
But I’ve got so many other things to worry about, like we need a house, and focusing on not killing myself, that I don’t want to expend energy on people like that anymore.

I am starting to develop an irreversible hatred toward every single white person who’s ever made a racist comment to me…
About my skin, about my accent, about my parents…
I don’t want to be that way but it feels like an avalanche and I don’t know how to stop it.

  • Man:

    I'm never going to hurt you.

  • Woman:

    Well then, lucky for me you already did.

If I ever have something important or life-changing to say, confess or announce, I would do it on any of my other sites but not on Tumblr.

Tumblr is like a haven to me but it is subject to my mood swings.

ask about me

get to know me tag

Thank you elivethsa for tagging me this is so exciting.

1. Name?
~alma
2. Height?
~it depends what heels I’m wearing
3. How long have you had your tumblr?
~uhm is there a place I can look that up on? it was in an april. no?
4. First URL?
~it was in 1998 it was a poetry site i don’t remember the url
5. Do you sleep with your closet doors open or closed?
~open so I can go to Narnia
6. What’s your favorite candle scent?
~vanilla
7. How old do you think you’ll be when you get married?
~is there a general assumption that I’m gonna re-marry some day?
8. Can you do a split?
~LOL no.
9. All time favorite movie?
~Divergent. j/k
10. All time favorite book?
~probably… les miserable… or around the world in 80 days… no wait the other one! The True Confessions of Charlotte Boyle Doyle
11. Ever had Indian food?
~why would anyone even care?
12. Can you whistle?
~just songs not for cabs.
13. Do you eat breakfast every morning?
~Yes but sometimes not until the afternoon.
14. Titanic or the Notebook?
~The one where they die
15. Have you ever fallen down in public?
~probably oh yeah ice skating
16. Do you think you can last in a relationship for 6 months and not cheat?
~LOL no. (j/k you know i would never cheat on you mua mua)
17. Would you rather see Miley or Taylor in concert?
~you mean if I were caught spying for the enemy and they were trying to torture me to get top secret information out of me and death by bleeding’s not an option? Would I only have to see one of them, not actually listen to (him or) her?
18. Do you want to get married in the future?
~LOL no.
19. What were you doing at 8 this morning?
~i was drawing up a budget cause our landlord asked us to move out and my in-laws offered to turn their home into a duplex so i told my husband i would think about moving back in with them so i showed him the budget plan to remodel their house and it was $13,000 and he just said “ok I’ll keep looking for a place.” oh and I was doing laundry.
20. Hot tea or cold tea?
~hot tea cold coffee hot chocolate cold draft
21. Have you read Harry Potter, Twilight, or Hunger Games series?
~i don’t think those are books
22. What was your first concert?
~The Tokens; my parents brought me to Ventura to see them when I was little
23. Art or science museum?
~What’s the difference?
24. What’s the first amusement park you’ve been to?
~I think Six Flags Magic Mountain when I was one or two
25. Where’s waldo?
~You mean Waldo my cousin? In Lancaster, CA.

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pretend-to-be-a-warrior
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…i noticed a lot of you have unfollowed me while i was doing this and i feel hurt inside but i still care about you…

So i’m guessing Victoria’s secret figured out how short I am and they sent the pants pre-folded for me.

Abstinence fail

I forgot I ditched Tumblr and right now I came back by inertia…
Well that lasted a good three days.

Back to paper and pen

I really like Tumblr, but it feels like for the amount of time I spend on here, I don’t really know anyone, and when I do asks or things like that, no one replies.

Some of my friends are obsessed with Pinterest, but it sounds kinda too pretty.
I’m not really interested in trying more networks so I think I’ll just give it a rest for a while.

Me voy, hasta luego, no sé, este lugar (tumblr) comienza a deprimirme.

Seine, Love-lock bridge