♔ -- Making themes has always been incredibly relaxing and just soothing for me, however over the years there have been many incidents where people have blatantly taken my coding and tweaked/claimed it as their own. I will always keep my themes up and continue creating more so long as I'm on here, but please, please respect the credit where it is due!
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SO WHAT PLACES GIVE YOU FREE THINGS IF ITS YOUR BIRTHDAY?
GUYS SOMETHING WEIRD IS GOING ON.
my mom always has a birthday card for me in the morning and so far she’s only said happy birthday, and asked if i was going anywhere. i told her i’m going to dinner with friends and she asked me when i’d be leaving like 6 different times…………….
SOMETHING IS HAPPENING I CAN SENSE IT
THANK YOU BABY!
guys i’m 22 today :’)
Shout out to all of you lovelies that are here for me regardless of whether real life gets in the way of being able to constantly blog or not. Ya’ll my precious tulips and I appreciate each and every one of you kind hearts <3
I had a dream that one of the kids I grew up really close to was addicted to drugs, but we were honestly like in love and he was so ashamed so he his himself when he knew he was about to overdose. But we found him and he was curled underneath something I can’t remember and when I found him and touched his waist he jumped and cried and said “I didn’t want you to find me. You weren’t suppose to find me.” and I just started crying and said the weakest “shut up” to him, and held his head in my lap and played with his hair while his mom, who conveniently was a doctor, tried to get fluids into him that’d help cleanse him out. We thought he was okay, and he just kept saying “it hurts”. He was calm for awhile and I kept holding him just like that in a separate room, but all of a sudden he rolled off and his heart stared giving out, and blood came from his lips and fuck. He died right there and I just sobbed and watched and screamed for help.
Needless to say I’m going to be emotionally distraught today.