Allison is my name. I go by Allo or tons of other things. I'm a psychology major. I'm single. I'm a lesbian. I recently moved back home from Pittsburgh, I don't know what I'm doing here in this town. I really don't know what I want anymore. I just want to figure it out, and hopefully make some friends or more along the way.
Also good if you get blood on your clothes: spit on it. Helps break up the blood. (Also, mix vodka with water in a spray bottle to help deodorize clothes. Works like Fabreeze, but without the scents they have in that stuff.)
"Lately I sound like a self-help book but before everything was okay I didn’t want help. I didn’t seek out help. I didn’t ask for advice. I was just desolate and resentful and sad. And then this remarkable thing happened: the world came back together. I met someone. I found a job. I fell back in love with my dog. And the sun came out and it was warmer than ever. Sometimes it doesn’t matter that the sun rises and sets until you’re ready to feel it warm the Earth and watch it go to sleep at night. Sometimes the answer is right outside, or curled up to you in bed, and you don’t recognize it until after it’s done saving you from yourself."
i hate when you’re not in the same mood as your friend like when you want to slay your enemies and feast on their flesh and your friend wants to dance in a field of daisies and sing for the sake of singing like no stop that grab a pitchfork