You raised me and I now I should be grateful. I am, but not in the way you would expect. Thank you for showing me parts of life that give me more depth. Thank you for making me understand happiness. I would not have appreciated it so much if I hadn’t seen the other side. Thank you for ruining me, I made sure to paint the cracks, I only never realized it was the worst kind of poison.
I am tired, beyond tired. Broken. Lonely, you made me realize to not depend on other. Do not show emotions, those are weak. No one wants to see them. I can not process them now, I don’t know how to cope. You’re little girl has spend more than half of her life wanting to die and you knew. You fucking knew. And you did nothing. Nothing. Nothing. Am I even worth something?
I’ve been diagnosed with a personality disorder. I’ve been too afraid to tell you, I’ve fallen back into old habits. Habits I once created because I had to keep everything to myself. Because I was not worthy enough to actually listen to. Have i ever meant something? Did you ever really see me? Have you ever really looked into my eyes? Did you see what you have done? Did you see what I became?
It is impossible for you to not notice anything. You once even told me you thought of me while watching a documentary about a kid who has had a difficult childhood. He killed the people living in his old house because he thought it were his parents. So do not tell me you did not know. Tell yourself you did nothing about it.
Sometimes I wonder what you would have done if I had succeeded. Probably drinking more and more. Or killing yourself. You where always good at threatening. I still dream about those things sometimes you know. No child should ever go through that.
Sometimes I wonder if you still would have me if you knew I would became this. I was never good enough in your eyes anyway. Do you know I still struggle with that ever single day? Not being good enough? Even with this diagnosis. I won’t fit in your perfect picture (which none of us ever did), I’m terrified of telling you. So here I am, again, keeping it all to myself.
By A letter to the people who raised me. // I could go on for ages. But I’m tired, beyond broken. (via fiftyshadesofselfdestruction)
Weirdly anti-millennial articles have scraped the bottom of the barrel so hard that they are now two feet down into the topsoil
its so wild like “this generation with no fucking money is learning to prioritize essentials” and all these chucklefucks can write is advertisements for these companies
at least our jeans won’t tear at the seams after two washes
FUCK FABRIC SOFTENER IT’S UTTERLY POINTLESS
AND FUCK DRYER SHEETS LITERALLY NOBODY EVER HAS ENOUGH OF A PROBLEM WITH STATIC TO WARRANT PAYING OUT THE ASS FOR THAT SHIT
DO YOU WANT CLEAN CLOTHES? YOU DON’T EVEN NEED TO BUY FUCKING DETERGENT JUST MAKE YOUR OWN* IT’S SO GODDAMN EASY AND 80X CHEAPER
FUCK THE ENTIRE LAUNDRY INDUSTRY
*Fuck The Entire Laundry Industry Recipe
1 cup Washing Soda (not Baking Soda. Different things.)
1 cup Borax (not Boric Acid. Also a different thing.)
½ cup - 1 cup grated bar soap (you can use literally anything. I often use Ivory because it’s easy to get and I find it works well, a lot of people like Fels-Naptha, which is an actual laundry bar. Some people use Dr. Bronner’s. Really does not fucking matter.)
After grating your soap, combine all ingredients. That’s it. That’s the whole thing. Use maybe a ¼ cup per load.
^^^ I’ve done this for years now and it works as well as any store bought detergent
WHAT Thank you, tumblr user awfullydull! Your URL does no justice to the good advice you give!
Also you can MAKE your own washing soda very VERY cheaply.
Step one: acquire $5 bag of baking soda from Costco.
Step two: lay that motherfucking baking soda out on a baking tray.
Step three: bake the baking soda on a tray in an oven at 400° for 1 hour (to make the moisture evaporate, leaving washing soda)
Step four: revel in how easy and cheap it is to make your own washing soda, and maybe take a moment to be angry that the industry upcharges the fuck out of something that is so easy to make.
I see some of y'all complaining about static and/or wanting nice smelling laundry. Go to a craft store, find 100% wool yarn balls. If it doesn’t come in a ball, ask an employee to make it into a tight ball for you. Wash in the washing machine to make it felted. Remove from washer, add a few drops of essential oil to the ball, allow to seep in. Dry with clothing. Doesn’t need to be rewashed ever, and if it stops smelling, add few more drops of essential oil. Bam, reusable dryer sheets.
I love this post so much it’s filled with helpful advice, hatred, saving money, and fucking the system all in one
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