Why do people have to stop talking to me? Aren’t we adults, can’t you just tell me what’s wrong so I can leave you alone.
- 1 hour ago
Slowly getting rid of the stress in my life.
Luckily this week all I gotta focus on is my room, and building a new dresser!
I quit my old job at the country bar last night. I feel like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders.
I’m just happy I can finally concentrate on books again.
Nothings better than DC during my lunch break. Today’s graphic novel: batgirl (new 52) the darkest reflection.
So happy my last bat novel was the killing joke!
- 12 hours ago
I was feeling bad “I only ate half a banana and drank a glass of orange juice this morning.”
Then I remembered that it’s something. That and I have to stop at the bank anyways, so I might as well pick up a protein shake to help keep me going today.
- 12 hours ago
I just wanna gain weight.
I know I don’t appear that skinny. I just feel too skinny. My weight has slipped to numbers I haven’t seen since I was 15 and a few inchs shorter…
Can’t I be curvier? I’m happy with the new found curves I do have, I just still feel my waist is rectangular. Idk I know atheistic appeal isn’t important. It’s just the thing I get judged on the most.
It sucks. But I guess it’s better than coming home and just admitting that “I’m stupid” because after a long day, well days, of hearing it, it just became something I felt like I had to accept.
I guess I just have a lot to work on…
For one, I am smart, I may not be a jeopardy champion like my dad, but I have had people stop me because they can’t always understand me through my extensive vocabulary.
Prople have been pointing out my faults so I can work on them…
All I can think is that I picked up some from my aunt.
Then I remind myself she isn’t my problem.
I moved out, my cousins are with grandma, I don’t have to worry about my cousins with her, and I’m doing the best thing for me.
At least I’m trying…
I have scratches healing on my back. I missed the feeling of wounds healing…
I wish thin wasn’t in. If curves were in, other people would understand my pain of wanting to have them, not feel so rectangular. It’s hard when people say they envy your body when you would rather not to continue your life as a stick.
- 1 day ago
- 1 day ago
I fucking love the way this movie portrayed anxiety and anxiety attacks (though not necessarily the way other characters reacted to them ((namely the child)) but that’s another story)
tell me anxiety isn’t a big deal when Tony fucking Stark thought he’d been poisoned the first time he had an attack
(via berryandrew)Source: letsgetdowney
- 1 day ago
I think I’ve finally come to terms with the fact that I don’t like being called pretty. I understand it is meant as a compliment, but I don’t see it as one.
Old men called me pretty, as a young child. The pool was a place I was meant to be care free and have fun as a child, instead I feel I had to be cautious of people, always.
I heard things like “I’m more protective over you because you’re so pretty and I’m more afraid of you getting raped.”
I’ve been judged because “you could get anyone you want” thought it not all about looks. I’ve been touched and just sat there because I didn’t know what to do and I didn’t want to be rude.
People have offered me a place to crash, and I actually thought they meant to sleep there.
I did not think they meant to have sex, which lead to me not sleeping the whole night. Only to find out almost a year later they were drink and didn’t remember anything.
A part of me thinks that a lot of these situations would have been avoided if I didn’t look the way I do.
I mean, I like the way I look. I just wish other people didn’t find me pretty.
…. my whole life I just wanted to be average looking and smarter. Maybe then when I do something stupid my friends won’t look at me and say “good thing you’re pretty.”