I have to start taking something for memory. I forget words on a regular basis.

I hate over edited photos…. seriously babies don’t have to be perfect… no one has glowing eyeballs & porcelain skin all the time.

Just because a person looks absolutely perfect in every photo you took of them doesn’t make you a good photographer.

I’m really sad and I’m really tired.

I think I gave up on everything today.

Honestly, I can’t figure out why I care so much. I guess the question is why do you love anyone really… I don’t have the answer. I constantly feel like I’m defending myself.

How did I end up here?

hellokelsey:

For every follower I get, I think I lose three.

Who gives a shit. I had another tumblr, with lots of followers and then I realized I started writing for them instead of me… I like the tumblrs with less followers & better content. :)

So I have this theory that everything weird happened with me & the boyfriend, because something weird was happening involving him & someone else at the same time.

Maybe he felt weird turning down something else when he wasn’t sure if I would do the same for him.

I’m still not positive that I can be compatible with anyone for a long time period. Things are good right now. I don’t know if they’ll stay that way. But for now they’re good & i’m going to be satisfied with that.

I know I can be alone. I know I can make my own way & be happy. But I’m happy like this too.

lionlove:

she is my life. 
i want her to have it all.

i can’t/won’t do family nights, play groups, ect.
i’m ashamed to be a single mom.
and i feel like everyone is judging me.

Single mom is something to be proud of… That baby is something to be proud of. If I don’t find the “one” (what a lame concept anyway) in a couple years, I’m totally going to have a baby anyway.

A friend of mine just voluntarily became a single mom, because she just didn’t feel like her husband was doing a good job anyway. She said at least this way she can control the situation the best way possible.

You can do it. You’re gorgeous, you’re tough, & it will be worth it.

I hate those looks I get from my parents when someone I know gets engaged. My parents are blown away by the fact that I’m not married and toting around a baby. I know they don’t understand it… but I have a personality that guys can see as a girlfriend, but not a spouse. I get those “I can take you in doses, but forever could result in an overdose” kinda reactions. I tired to explain that I’m not desperate for a husband. In the past year I’ve learned that I don’t have to be with someone. Don’t get me wrong, it’s nice to spend time with someone you care a great deal about… it could be great being married, there’s no rush though

(via ache)

I was feeling completely fine until I saw this.

I think I made the same mistakes as last time. I was too good… too helpful. I was too quick to offer up anything he could want or need. He started looking for things wrong with me. There are too many things on that list.

He snooped my phone, probably my journals too… and I didn’t do anything about it. I didn’t get pissed, I only said, “that’s okay. I have nothing to hide.” And I don’t, but it doesn’t mean I don’t deserve my privacy. I should be really angry, but I’m not. Hell, I’ve been dumped before… life goes on. I don’t know that I’ve actually been dumped here…

I haven’t told anyone. I guess that’s why I’m venting here now.