"Life gets better"
Through my own lucky experience, life does get better, but only when I help myself with extreme amounts of effort. Joining the best fucking fraternity in the world, TKE, was one big accomplishment for me, and it completely changed my life. It was a lot of hard work, and everything I did was worth it. During one of our parties, I met the girl I love. Meeting her and asking her out made my life...
I live only for other people, not myself.
been sober for over 3 months.
my girlfriend is so fucking cute it’s unbearable
My badass tke pledges are about to become my brothers tonight.
flashjump asked: A month and a week is a good feat; not a lot can do that where theres temptations of alcohol everywhere. Plus, you have a girlfriend now that seems to be making you happy, so I hope thats bringing some positive light into your life. I'm going to sleep right now, but if ya ever need to talk just know i'm here, or your bigs a phone call/text away, or any other brother you can get ahold...
i’ve been sober for a month and a little more than a week. this is fucking ridiculous. i don’t know how much longer i can stay away from alcohol. i don’t know how much longer i can stay away from killing myself.
i want to chug a wine bottle, and break it, and cut myself with it. i want to chug a beer bottle, and break it, and cut myself with it. i want to chug a gin bottle, and break it, and… wait, traveler’s club bottles are plastic.. fuck.
i know i’ll get better, temporarily, with my illness and whatever. i know school will get better, hopefully, with grades and professors. but generally, this mess, this illness, will get worse. i don’t know how much longer i’ll live. lol it’s like i’m walking on landmines. isn’t life just such a thrill?
How to make a Nobody
This is something I wrote in high school, how to make a “Nobody.” In it, I cite Emily Dickinson from her poem “I’m Nobody, Who are you?” —— How to make a Nobody Preparation time: from birth until death Cook time: varies Ingredient(s): -One human -Patience Procedure: Let the human freeze and thaw throughout the seasons. Allow it to isolate itself....
Salivating blood Sparkling my spirit blind Into endless nights -June 13, 2010
fuck the DSM
yesterday, i did bench pressing, military press, incline bench press, dips, and bicep curls. fun workout.
i’m gettin really lightheaded off my pack of hookah. i’m so good at packing. HOOKAH COMMITTEE!!! on another note, I had an awesome lunch my girlfriend and her friends. funny people.
Deans and professors are so freakin awesome to me. They let me make up my work and tests when i miss them due to mental illness. They actually seem to understand that illness is illness, and it’s not my fault.
chillin, smokin hookah with the bros hell yeah murica
people are all like “sex isn’t really what it’s cracked up to be.” and i’m like “idk man, my first time lasted two hours, and it was fantastic.”
i’m feelin the testosterone fuckyea.jpg
i can’t stop wanting to kill myself. fuck bipolar disorder.
non-sense-ical said: But the question is how do you motivate yourself to exercise? I have a girlfriend, and I gotta get my body back in shape for her anyway. I lost about 15 pounds of muscle in the past two months, and my motivation comes from wanting to bring myself back to some kind of normality. I’ve been very weak lately, and I guess it just takes one little positive reason to...
It only took a long heavy workout to wake me up and get rid of my stupid moods. My favorite psychiatrist used to tell me that exercise is a large portion of healing; one cannot heal through meds and talk-therapy alone.
So, i guess i won’t kill myself
To whichever one of my housemates randomly folded...
I love you.