Hindsy; more emotional than practical.

‘The “I want her on my bed, covered in batter, masturbating with a stanley knife” sort of stuff.’

- My attempt at describing how kinky is too kinky.

I’m home. Work was fine, apart from the fact the house I was working in was ridiculously stuffy and I felt close to fainting for half of my shift.

I like being home. My boss called and asked if I would be able to do another 12 hour shift tomorrow - for the first time since I started I actually declined a shift. I felt powerful.

And now to oogle Hugh Jackman.

alxqnn replied to your post: Please, someone fix me or bring me painkillers.

I will try-y-y… to fix you

I will fight you.

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I am a fair man!

You were an awfy mean man.

People I fancy:

All-girl crushes. I approve.

Every
Good
Boy
Deserves
Fellatio

Yesterday I put my dad in a headlock, so he picked me up with a big smile on his face and threatened to throw me out of the window.

Gid guy.

I’m still in lots of pain. I couldn’t get myself undressed last night and moving my arm and/or holding things was causing me a lot of distress.

And now I’m off to start a 12 hour shift.

Please, someone fix me or bring me painkillers.

I am in ridiculous amounts of pain right now. My entire right arm is throbbing. We had restraint training at work and I was man-handled like I’ve never been man-handled before.

I was allowed to put one of my bosses in a headlock and pull his hair (amongst other things) so I suppose it wasn’t a bad day all in all.

Today I have “restraint training” in work. I am not looking forward to this. I am not looking forward to this one bit.

I just read that post you made and i thought it was pretty cool that you work with Autistic kids. My Dad did the same thing and he now works with Autistic adults. He's had his nose broken twice and has been bitten, hit, punched and scratched, but he loves his job. I just think it's a really selfless thing to do and it's great that you do it :)

bananabattlements

I work with adults with autism, everyone I work with is older than me. I love my job. Thank you so much xx

why do you reblog yourself so much?

Anonymous

Because I am an interesting and hilarious individual. Why do you care?

I’ve gained a quite a few new followers over the last couple of days so I’m going to do the obligatory “ABOUT ME/COME BE MY FRIEND” speech (apologies to those of you who have put up with me through all of these).

I’m Zoe and my life is a just a series of embarrassing events.
I’m 20 years old but mentally I’m torn between 5 and 40.
My life consists mainly of unmanageable hair, work, Craig, socks, and sex, with some music thrown in for good measure.
And I’ll talk to pretty much anyone, whether they want me to or not.

I spend a good chunk of my life pulling faces and trying to tame my mane (see above). Oh, and complaining. I complain a lot. I also fancy pretty much everyone. If I follow you back there’s a good chance I’m going to try and befriend/hit on you/demand that you love me.

I’m a support worker for adults with autism and challenging behaviour just now and I am almost always bruised, and my body hates me so I am almost always sore.

I speak about the most intimate areas of my life on this; I talk about my good times, bad times, sexy times. And I’ve always found it a bit strange when people find out so much about me and yet never speak to me.

So stop lurking and let’s be friends.

http://hindsyblah.tumblr.com/ask

hindsyblah:

Disclaimer: My opinions on the following subject are very strong and have been formed based on my own experiences, but that’s all they are; opinions.

I was a baby brought into the world by two kids who were too young, too naive, and too selfish to look after me properly. I’m the child of a woman who thought that having a baby would make someone love her. I’m child of a man who wishes more than anything that things could have been different, that he could have been a better father.

My parents were poor and in lust.

I cannot stress enough how selfish it is to have a baby when you’re not emotionally or financially stable, and how much pressure having a baby puts on any relationship. A child does not bring you closer together, a child does not “fix” your relationship, and it certainly doesn’t mean that you’ll stay together forever.

A baby is a parasite by definition; “An organism that lives in or on another organism (its host) and benefits by deriving nutrients at the host’s expense”. If you’re not able or willing to look after someone who will completely rely on you for the first years of their life then you should not be having a baby. If you don’t have a house, a stable and sufficient income, time, energy, and patience then you should not be having a baby.

There are already too many babies in the world in need of love, too many babies in the world who are neglected, too many babies in the world who were brought here by selfish parents. And it’s those babies who suffer most.

A child is not a toy, it’s not just something to dress up; it’s a human being, it’s another life. It sickens me when people forget this.

If you can’t give a child everything it needs and more than you shouldn’t even think about having one.