So Don't really blog on here any more here is the link to my real blog this on I this is the blog i first opened so it has to stay but I uses the one in the link more now so Fallow me if you like
http://thisismelivinglife.tumblr.com/

 

Life is beatful: Snake problems,

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My baby Calliope wont eat. She refuses food no matter when I offer it. She gets scared and hides. I had to force feed her a month ago before she shed and she weighed 28g. Now she’s in another shed cycle and weighs 26g. I’m really worried and force feeding her will not…

I guess the breeders were feeding her live mice so she wasn’t use to frozen. But I finally got her eating!

That’s good. most breeders feed them live. I acutely appreciate that, it’s a big hassle to get them to eat live when they are used to frozen like with pet  stores. It can even become a danger and most people buying snakes don’t realize that if they don’t know how to kill their food. the mouse or rat can kill the snake. but I’m glad she ate it’s always stressful when they don’t eat.

So I don’t really post on here as you guys sure have notice this is the blog I use so fallow me on here if you guys wish thisismelivinglife.tumblr.com

This is my friend Ivan…he passed away last night. He OD on pills…..I wish that I could have been there for him. I wish that I would have talked to him. I wish that I would have shared with him that he wasn’t alone that he didn’t have to go threw life alone. He was the best person that I meet sophomore year. I remember sitting across from him in sound engineering  looking at him and thinking that he was cute. I remember how quite he was…I remember how quite I was until we started to talk thanks to Chicago…. I remember when we ditched to my house and we watched alex roll down the hill both of us were like oh shit you okay bro. and then we had to laugh because it was just great to watch him roll down a fucking snow covered hill well we are right next to the school, trying to go down so that we would be out of sight from the security guard.  I remember the morning you dragged me all the way to the stupid port-a-pottys shoved me in one. I was so confused on what was going on and pissed at the same time that you chose that place of all stupid place to hide out in. Then   you started to poke holes in a coke can and where all do you have a lighter. I smiled so big that I couldn’t help but laugh, that the first time me and you were going to get high together was going to be in a port-a-potty. I remember everyday after school how you would always look at me with you green eyes and do the puppy dog face and ask shants can’t your mom give me a ride home I don’t want to catch the bus or skate all the way there. I gave in so many times. haha…..I remember when I went to capa and I missed talking to you the most. You even though you might have not know it, were the only one that talked to me after I left capital…and you have no idea how happy it made me feel….Ivan I was suppose to go down and visit you. I was suppose to go see you graduate this year, and then drag you back down to Santa fe. Oh Ivan…I wish I could have helped you. I really do. I’ll miss you so much….I won’t ever forget you…..ever. R.I.P Ivan Robert Head 6/9/1995-2/26/2013
Don’t worry about a thing, every little thing is gonna be alright.-BOB MARLEY

This is my friend Ivan…he passed away last night. He OD on pills…..I wish that I could have been there for him. I wish that I would have talked to him. I wish that I would have shared with him that he wasn’t alone that he didn’t have to go threw life alone. He was the best person that I meet sophomore year. I remember sitting across from him in sound engineering  looking at him and thinking that he was cute. I remember how quite he was…I remember how quite I was until we started to talk thanks to Chicago…. I remember when we ditched to my house and we watched alex roll down the hill both of us were like oh shit you okay bro. and then we had to laugh because it was just great to watch him roll down a fucking snow covered hill well we are right next to the school, trying to go down so that we would be out of sight from the security guard.  I remember the morning you dragged me all the way to the stupid port-a-pottys shoved me in one. I was so confused on what was going on and pissed at the same time that you chose that place of all stupid place to hide out in. Then   you started to poke holes in a coke can and where all do you have a lighter. I smiled so big that I couldn’t help but laugh, that the first time me and you were going to get high together was going to be in a port-a-potty. I remember everyday after school how you would always look at me with you green eyes and do the puppy dog face and ask shants can’t your mom give me a ride home I don’t want to catch the bus or skate all the way there. I gave in so many times. haha…..I remember when I went to capa and I missed talking to you the most. You even though you might have not know it, were the only one that talked to me after I left capital…and you have no idea how happy it made me feel….Ivan I was suppose to go down and visit you. I was suppose to go see you graduate this year, and then drag you back down to Santa fe. Oh Ivan…I wish I could have helped you. I really do. I’ll miss you so much….I won’t ever forget you…..ever. R.I.P Ivan Robert Head 6/9/1995-2/26/2013

Don’t worry about a thing, every little thing is gonna be alright.-BOB MARLEY

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Ahhhhhhhhhh I’m just ahhhhh I’m so frustrated I hate me mom I hate her so fucking much no fuck words can describe how much I just. And every wing that’s is trying to take down my theatre teacher the one who beloved in me so much the one I really think about every time I want to fucking kill my self the one why I was just so scared to talk to because
I’m not Doing what I want what e supported me in. Fuck all if you parents and actors that are screwing him over right now I hope karma kicks you in the ass and rips you a knew one

I…I…..idk. Today sucks. On the positive got me some new bras……………-,_,- that really doesn’t matter. I’m getting yelled at by the past I’m having such a bad week. I need to get back on my meds…….get back to numb.

I’m tired…………

of so many things….I don;’t have any of my blades with me…..ugh

new year new things right?

Boo!!!!! no no new things….

I should finish my personal statement but I don’t know what to say. how can I say that in honest truth the hardest thing i had to do was say i need help and let my self be placed in the hospital without argument or backing down….how do i say that with out screwing up my chance at this school?

This house is like a shadow just always there never really going away. It ways you down not physically but mentally. As much as I say my mom and sister hurt me and how much I can’t stand them I miss them. It’s like I said I can never hold a grudge I can’t hold on to my hate I just let it go. Or in my moms words today from picking me up I’m a push over and people take advantage of it….

Okay so I’m a little fucked up…I was suicidal I used to cut I used to get high like no tomorrow doesn’t mean you have to remind me every day about it…….Trying to get better here…thanks for the support…..B\ blah