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Leighton Meester wearing MOSCHINO – Gossip Girl (2007) ‘Never Been Marcused’
ERIC DANE Grey's Anatomy 3.03 "Sometimes a Fantasy"
George is dead and Izzie is gone. It's supposed to be you, me and Alex. And now, nothing is finished.
Favorite Friendships — M.A.G.I.C. (Grey's Anatomy)
You know, if Netflix wants to end shows after two seasons to move onto new material then fine. But they need to admit it and actually END their shows. Like. If you know you’re going to end your show then end it instead of making everyone angry and leaving it hanging. Tell the creators up front “you have 20 episodes in two ten episode seasons, that’s it” and let them go. It will make for better shows because the creators know what they have to work with, happier fans because the shows get real endings, and plenty of room for new material. Win win win all around.
Stranger Things Season Four!
push yourself to get up before the rest of the world - start with 7am, then 6am, then 5:30am. go to the nearest hill with a big coat and a scarf and watch the sun rise.
push yourself to fall asleep earlier - start with 11pm, then 10pm, then 9pm. wake up in the morning feeling re-energized and comfortable.
get into the habit of cooking yourself a beautiful breakfast. fry tomatoes and mushrooms in real butter and garlic, fry an egg, slice up a fresh avocado and squirt way too much lemon on it. sit and eat it and do nothing else.
stretch. start by reaching for the sky as hard as you can, then trying to touch your toes. roll your head. stretch your fingers. stretch everything.
buy a 1L water bottle. start with pushing yourself to drink the whole thing in a day, then try drinking it twice.
buy a beautiful diary and a beautiful black pen. write down everything you do, including dinner dates, appointments, assignments, coffees, what you need to do that day. no detail is too small.
strip your bed of your sheets and empty your underwear draw into the washing machine. put a massive scoop of scented fabric softener in there and wash. make your bed in full.
organise your room. fold all your clothes (and bag what you don’t want), clean your mirror, your laptop, vacuum the floor. light a beautiful candle.
have a luxurious shower with your favourite music playing. wash your hair, scrub your body, brush your teeth. lather your whole body in moisturiser, get familiar with the part between your toes, your inner thighs, the back of your neck.
push yourself to go for a walk. take your headphones, go to the beach and walk. smile at strangers walking the other way and be surprised how many smile back. bring your dog and observe the dog’s behaviour. realise you can learn from your dog.
message old friends with personal jokes. reminisce. suggest a catch up soon, even if you don’t follow through. push yourself to follow through.
think long and hard about what interests you. crime? sex? boarding school? long-forgotten romance etiquette? find a book about it and read it. there is a book about literally everything.
become the person you would ideally fall in love with. let cars merge into your lane when driving. pay double for parking tickets and leave a second one in the machine. stick your tongue out at babies. compliment people on their cute clothes. challenge yourself to not ridicule anyone for a whole day. then two. then a week. walk with a straight posture. look people in the eye. ask people about their story. talk to acquaintances so they become friends.
lie in the sunshine. daydream about the life you would lead if failure wasn’t a thing. open your eyes. take small steps to make it happen for you.
This is all really good advice for dealing with long term depression and anxiety. It’s not gonna magically cure you, but I’ve pushed myself to incorporate a few of these things into my day to day routine and it helps
i really need to follow this
what society needs to understand is that friendship and romance are not ranks, tiers, or levels. they are not above or below each other. romance is not a promotion. friendship is not a demotion. romance is not “more than” being friends with someone. friendship and romance are concepts that exist on equal terms, side by side. sometimes they happen to coincide. other times they never intersect at all. how relationships are classified is up to the individuals involved but like?? neither is inherently more or less valuable is the thing
*walks into a psychology lecture wearing a tshirt with freud’s face on it that says “THIS GUY IS A FUCKING IDIOT” in sparkly bold type*
well im glad SOMEONE got the implied subtext in this post
honestly some of y’all want a significant other so badly and can’t understand why you can’t find one, but have no sense of boundaries or healthy expectations of what a relationship is like. in a committed long-term partnership you get left on read, you wait for texts back, and you can forget about each other when you’re busy. sometimes you fall asleep without saying goodnight and sometimes you’re too caught up to text each other before 6pm. that’s how it is. thinking that you can’t be deeply, beautifully in love and still wait more than “1.75 hours” for a text back is such an unhealthy and unreasonable expectation of what love is, and you shouldn’t be in a relationship if you can’t allow the other person to exist on their own apart from you. if you’re projecting your anxieties and insecurities onto a partner who doesn’t even exist yet, then you aren’t ready for one.
Mind your business
there’s a simple explanation to this, though!
when you are planning to do something, you are taking responsibility. you are maintaining agency in your own life.
the moment someone else says “hey pick up your shit” then it becomes their command and your response to them. No longer do you get told “hey wow you picked up nice!” you get told “why did it take you so long to do what i asked”
Naturally, hearing that enough times creates a pattern of “rebellion” whereupon ANY request to do ANYTHING you’ve been planning to do immediately sours it
because it’s not yours anymore
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I need to release whatever is going on. Nahihirapan ako alam niyo ba yun, pucha, gusto ko lang naman eh ma-appreciate yung mga ginagawa ko para sa mga kliyente ko, aba, malalaman ko na wala lang pala ako sa kanila.
Nalulungkot ako, sobra kong pinahalagahan, ang sakit na naman buset. Alam ko naman na may nasabi akong hindi maganda pero yung dalhin niyo hanggang ngayon, ay grabe, ang babaw niyo.
Dapat pa bang ipaglaban? O hayaan na lang silang ganun?
Pucha, marunong pala akong masaktan. Congrats, may emosyon pa pala ako.
My girlfriend Jocelyn has been practicing a bunch of different hairstyles on me. She’s in cosmetology school. [Is she passing?] Honestly, I don’t know.
Last week was so intense.
Waited for moments like these, wherein, nobody could read whatever you’re typing.
So, pretty much I had a really tough and challenging week. Work got the best of me and it really showed how I needed to take care of myself.
If somebody would have asked me how am I during those days, I would have broke down and cried, and just took a personal day, but me being me, I decided to just continue with the whole day and bury myself with work.
Anyway, I’m still writing reports re: this client.
Anon me a song to listen to
you deserve to be loved without having to hide the parts of yourself that you think are unlovable.