Progressive desensitization leads to ultimate apathy.
They say apathy is awful. It’s no way to live. They are right.
But for the moment it’s how I survive. That is the point. I’m not living, I’m surviving. Dragging my dead corpse with me wherever I go.
I wish my mind wasn’t so caught up with finding truths or figuring out lies. I don’t like that I have the strong urge to always learn and take in information that is completely useless. It’s fun, and makes you smarter, but then what? Then what indeed. This goes for just about anything.
The only thing that should matter to me is reaching out to God. All this painful bullshit, weirdness and drugs are only distracting me from the ultimate treasure.
I need him. I feel very close to being completely numb and distant. I’m just gonna be auto pilot Nina.
This is seriously one of the cutest cats I’ve ever seen. Right down to the meow ad personality (Taken with instagram)
Corgi (Taken with instagram)
<3 (Taken with instagram)
Irish cream latte. (Taken with instagram)
Sushi…..gone.! (Taken with instagram)
![New addition of my necklaces. Rib cage heart from Kylie. Tattoo machine necklace I’ve had for a while :] (Taken with instagram)](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lyssncncqu1qh96r8o1_1280.jpg)
New addition of my necklaces. Rib cage heart from Kylie. Tattoo machine necklace I’ve had for a while :] (Taken with instagram)
Two angry kitties. (Taken with instagram)
This cat has “fuck you” written all over her face. Hahahaha (Taken with instagram)
Yes this is for real. (Taken with instagram)
I'm Nina. It's my birth name, not short for another name. 23 years old. I'm bite sized. I have shitty tattoos. I am a tattoo artist. I struggle to survive just like everyone else. If you wanna know more, jusst ask me yourself! :]
