Just Me.

“The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths. ...These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity and an understanding of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness, and a deep loving concern. Beautiful people do not just happen.” -Elizabeth Kubler-Ross

[alifesheloved]

Just Me. turned 12 today!

[alifesheloved]

Just Me. turned 10 today!

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Adorable baby snake

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🙃

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[alifesheloved]

Just Me. turned 8 today!

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double the elliptical for double the health

[gainsandlosses]

why is this so funny

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A group of rough looking boys walked past me today and all I heard of their conversation was “he’s got that anxiety disorder bro so I went with him so he’d be more comfortable” and it made me realise the world isn’t all that bad

[fitzefitcher]

#this is team skull

[its-just-a-phage]

The pet store I worked at had a pen with rabbits near the front door. On every side of the pen were huge signs saying “You can pet me, but don’t pick me up!” One day two absolutely huge guys came in and one immediately reaches into the pen to grab a rabbit. Before i could say anything his friend grabbed his arm and asked him “did you see the sign?” He said “yeah! it says that you can pick them up but don’t pet them!” Then he went quiet for a moment and softly said “I didn’t read it right did I?” And his friend just puts his arm on his shoulder and said “its ok, i know you’ve got that thing where words get mixed up. Let just pet these cute lil shits” And I still haven’t gotten over that interaction.

[yallmightt]

I was walking my dog through Boston bc he likes the likes car rides. He’s a little thing tbh we call him short and long. So this huge scary man with a full beard approaches me like “hey can my buddy and I pet your dog? He gets nervous around dogs but your’s is so small I think it’s a good place to start.” Ofc I was like “yes he’s very friendly!” So this guy brings his equally big friend over and they sit on the floor while this man looks terrified of my tiny dog so big man number one asks “can I pick him up?” And i say yes so he picks him up and puts him on man number two’s lap and man number two is abt to freak out and his friend straight up just goes “hey man, it’s okay just relax I’d never let anything hurt you. He’s a good boy.” I’ll never forget it ever bc I know that man looked at me (5'3 , glasses, probably wearing a sweater vest) and my dog (kinda goofy looking little thing) and was like ‘ah yes the two least intimidating living things I’ve seen in Boston all day he’ll feel relaxed around them’ and went out of his way to help his friend. It makes me so happy

[mintycoolnessisrelevant]

A good post, pure.

[sweetietoni]

This makes me so happy 😌

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You smiled to me and I thought: Damn, I’m fucking in love with you.

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[inkskinned]

abuse doesn’t always look like yelling or hitting or even anything we see as hurtful; abuse can be backwards comments like “you’re pretty when you’re thin”, abuse can be quiet and vicious and insidious like, “i’m the only one who gets you” “if anyone else knew about this they’d be horrified but i love you for it” “your friends don’t understand you like i do and they never will”

abuse works because you don’t realize it at first, if ever. abuse works because it trains you, slowly. it makes you compromise on things. it sets you a step back by an inch, because if you go too quick, you’ll realize what’s happening. it’s being the frog in water, but the water tells you that it’s trying to make you better. and abuse works best when you’re mentally ill. it runs off of it. it takes the negative things you already feel and just amplifies all of it. how can it be abuse when you were already thinking all of it? it was your idea to begin with, it’s just that someone confirmed it.

sometimes i still wonder if it actually happened or i imagined it. sometimes i realize in a flash what felt normal was actually abusive. something as small as being worried when someone isn’t smiling. abuse rarely fits the way people want it to look, because abusers want you to think it’s only bloody teeth and a right hook. this is how they get you. they say, oh you’d never be silly enough for that, and you think, of course, if my partner hit me, i’d leave. but then your partner, who you love more than anything, they say things like “i don’t want you going out tonight” and at first it’s fine. nobody ever wakes up letting someone hit them. it’s just that you compromise. you let little things go until you’re trained to let big things go until you’re trained so well that you’ve let your own soul go. and you can’t just pull back control. abuse works because you can wake up there, at the bottom of the hole - but there’s just nowhere to go.