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do not put ur life on hold because of how u feel about ur body. donât postpone trips or cute clothes because u want to wait until u are thin. life is happening right now. u r beautiful right now.
not to be dramatic but we desperately need a punk movement to come in and wash away this Instagram model airbrushed picture perfect trend. itâs so damagingâŠâŠteens, young adults, kids, the GrownâŠ.all of us need to just. we need to be sweaty again. we deserve it smeared eyelinerâŠ..idk just. itâs okay if ur hair is greasy please just relax & then get mad about stuff thatâs important to you.
oh my god
Itâs okay if you thought you were over it but it hits you all over again.Â
Itâs okay to fall apart even after you thought you had it under control.Â
You are not weak. Healing is messy. And there is no timeline for healing.Â
A cancer Saturday
They say drunk drivers survive the crash because their bodies are so limp. The people they hit die because they were bracing for the impact they saw coming. Is it better to be drunk and ignorant or aware and dead? Right now Iâm bracing for impact. I see death on the horizon, I know what it looks like because itâs followed me around for a decade. I see the fear in everyoneâs eyes. Iâm bracing for the impact of losing you. Of everyone losing you. Of no one knowing what to say to me when youâre gone. I keep trying to imagine how empty itâs going to be waking up without you. Emptier than the day after the worst break up I could ever imagine. I pet the dog and my mind drifts to âthis wonât feel the same when sheâs goneâ and I watch you sleep and think âshe will be okay but I wonâtâ.
Everyone is already telling me how I have to live. How I have to make it and see life through, even without you around. You are the one person I wanted to live life for. The one person who pushed me from the edge, pulled me from ashes, and never cared if I was deserving enough of it. How do I live knowing no one will ever be that again? How do I go on knowing the one person in this world I can count on will never return? Am I bracing myself for the impact of losing you or am I bracing myself for the impact of having to live without you? Please donât go.
im a bar of soap and God is an instagram girl with acrylic nails and a box cutter