// Thank you Sunrise RTC.//

Thank you for helping me overcome self harm, binge eating disorder, inhalant addiction, overall suicidal wishes, and with complete isolation. Really, when I get out, my quality of life will be a trillion times better. You have taught me that if I want to get out of a rut, no matter how large, I have to consistently work at the situation and not give up no matter how tired I get.

// You know you’re at a treatment center when a long drive and getting Nutella and graham crackers for snack are the highlights of your week//

// SHE LIIIIVES, but her grandfather doesn’t…//

After being gone for over three months, I was given thirty minutes notice to pack up a bag of stuff because my grandfather was in the hospital from a heart attack, pneumonia, and various other infections. Neither my parents nor I were expecting I’d be home for nine days, but the day I was supposed to go back things took a turn for the worst. That night, I refused to leave the hospital and I ended up being a big part of the decision making. Not fun. Either way, he died on Wednesday. A week before my brother’s birthday. 

RIP Ralph Milton Krueger 12-9-1923~4-18-2012

// Lost three more followers//

What the hell am I doing wrong? Did I offend you guys? LET ME LOVE YOU!!! Just because I won’t be posting much doesn’t mean I don’t care. Am I boring? Oh god, I must be boring

// Someone unfollowed me yesterday. //

Fuck you, random person. FUCK. You

nicoosuxx:

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// Last night at home…//

Oh. Shit.

// Today in my biology class we were talking about hurricane Katrina. My teacher asked this really slutty girl what some of the effects of the hurricane were, and she replied, “well everything got all wet and dirty.” Suddenly the quietest guy in class looks up and goes, “Kate, no one asked about your weekend.” //

nigga-higga:

lololololol

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