Last year Tabitha was not in a good place.
Last year Tabitha made a lot of bad decisions.
Last year Tabitha would be amazed by what today Tabitha has accomplished.

But today Tabitha can only think about how stupid last year Tabitha was, and how much I hate everything about last year Tabitha.

I hate it.  I wish I could eraser those memories. I wish I could eraser a lot of memories. I wish, more than anything, that last year Tabitha had made better decisions.

But right now Tabitha, hates herself more than anything. Every part of herself, and every decision she ever made.

"We’ll be ready for opening, right?"

heart-filled-with-hope:

If you’re battling a mental illness and didn’t want to wake up this morning but did anyways, you’re a motherfucking badass. Because living with a mental illness is hard and I’m damn proud of you for still being here and fighting. You’re metal as hell and tough as nails. So keep on fighting, you kickass Viking warrior. You can win this.

(via now-dancefuckerdance)

momcrotch:

Someone could tell me I’m the most important person to them a thousand times and I’d still be terrified of annoying them.

(via lady-spades)

I think I’ll fill my gut tonight with something brown and painful, smoke my cigarettes until they burn my lips, until the filters just get in the way of enjoyment. I said I never wanted to spend another winter in the cold. So I picked up, and I left you, and you know, as I do that absence makes the heart grow suspicious. There’s something to be said about having an argument, and convincing myself I’m right, well, it happens all the time. And all the bad feelings subside with just a couple pours and sips, like a snap like a stretched out string, pick up the dirt like it’s such a simple thing. It’s such a simple thing. Contacts, and contracts and personally prescribing medicine. Drink tickets and free meals and fake deals. Hitchhikers, transients, and mouth whores. Cold air, warm beer, fat wallets to skinny pockets. I don’t even know where I am, I don’t even know where I am. Somewhere on the west coast and this road is as long as my longing to be home, but I’m free as hell out here and something free is always nice, but I’m the handout for the kids and it makes me feel cheap, and they’ll take me, they’ll take me without thinking twice. I’ll be grateful for some sleep. Easier to Lose, Paper Mache (via c0mpendium)

(via tabzillarawr)

Our past weeks rehearsal bingo. Last week of regular rehearsals.

I thought of doing Tech week bingo but I think the stress alone is enough justification for ice cream.

darlingwalker:

i want to achieve “she’s adorable and i will protect her at all costs but also i am slightly frightened by her power”

(via thankyoufive)

foot-candles:

"I feel a heavy draft in here." *takes out scale ruler and 2B pencil*

(via allthingstechtheatre)

tennants-hair:

porn always ends up on your dash

it doesn’t matter if you only follow disney blogs

you will get porn on your dash

(via sarahthefuckingradical)