Some people will never like you…

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Some people will never like you…
“When recovery is not all yoga mats, tea, and avocado’s, it is work. It is reminding myself that sucking on ice cubes does not count as dinner. Body, forgive me. It is not healthy to drink so much water, your body becomes a bath tub your organs float in like loofas. Body, forgive me. Trying to ignore the caloric calculator in my head is like trying to ignore television subtitles and sometimes I just can’t. Body, forgive me.”
— Blythe Baird
If Your Body Could Speak
would she forgive you?
— Blythe Baird, from If My Body Could Speak
look. i don’t think my stretch marks are beautiful. i don’t think they’re tiger stripes or natural tattooos. i don’t think my acne is beautiful. i don’t think the bags under my eyes are beautiful. i just think they’re human. and i don’t think i have to be beautiful all of the time in order to be accepted and loved and sucessful. i don’t think every small detail of my outer appearence needs to be translated into prettiness.
fun fact: this POV is actually called “body neutrality” and it’s SO MUCH more accessible/realistic for a lot of people. it’s based on the idea that the way we look is the least interesting/important thing about who we are, and that our bodies are worthy of respect regardless if they fit the mold of the current beauty ideals.
What’s up with the fairly recent trend of leap years all being bad fucking years like 2008? Shit. 2012? Fucking shit. 2016? Absolute fucking shit. I’m just gonna predict 2020 is gonna be the Most Absolute Stinky Piece of Shit year to date
Date of Origin: July 3, 2018
Someone on TikTok said that bitches with anxiety love the enemies to lovers trope because the idea of having someone see all of our negative traits first and then still fall in love with us is really comforting since we worry that if someone sees our negative traits after they fall in love, they’ll leave us.
It’s me, I’m bitches.
You can’t.
What a ho ho horrible year
I sat inside with a heavy heart Just wish you would think of me Are you listening? Ran round in circles ‘til after dark Didn’t get very far Wasn’t meant to be I never thought it would be this hard It feels like you walked through me I hope this comes back to haunt you I hope this comes back to haunt you
Then maybe you would know just how it felt to be like me at my lowest As you let me out the door, you tore me open My final words were left unspoken
Told myself that this would be the last time you kept me awake Some day you’ll see, then it’s too little too late I wasn’t good enough for you, and then you just stopped trying What can I say?
I hope this comes back to haunt you I hope this comes back to haunt you I hope this comes back to haunt you
Told myself that this would be the last time you kept me awake Some day you’ll see, then you’ll be stuck in this place I wasn’t good enough for you, and then you just stopped trying What can I say?
And everyday that’s passing is surely mine to seize Did every wave that crashed in leave you washed up at her feet?
Wake up, the world seems bright out today Life goes on, and things they change Hands up if you’ve been left bruised and broken Say “I’ll be ok, I’ll be ok” Wake up, the world seems bright out today Life goes on, and things they change Hands up if you’ve been left bruised and broken Say “I’ll be ok, I’ll be ok” Wake up, the world seems bright out today Life goes on, and things they change Hands up if you’ve been left bruised and broken Say “I’ll be ok, I’ll be ok”
Now time for 2020 chapter 2.
any progress is still progress. you’re not where you were a year ago and that counts for something. you’re doing amazing, and I’m so proud of you!!
skinny
when I was dying
I think it is really fucked up
to start a sentence like this
everyone complimented me
on slowly turning to ashes
'You look so pretty dear'
they said
and I heard
'try harder'
when someone is suffering
from lung cancer
You don't light them a cigarette
You don't
You do not hand a suicidal person
a loaded gun
unless you want them to die
so why did you?
why did you handed me a gun?
what was I supposed to do with it?
besides pulling the trigger
when you are sixteen
and at some point
we all are
nothing is as easy as dying
without anyone noticing
dying isn't like it is in the movies
a 60 second sequel
with blood and wounds and lots of noise
it is a quiet long-term-process
You do not recognise the dead
-aeris