Gone Girl @lolites-blog - Tumblr Blog

People only want you when you have something to offer that benefits them.

I hate the weekend because its even worse to be sad when you know how happy everyone else is.

I have this impending sense of doom looming over my head. Ever present and all consuming, its there even when I close my eyes. Starting to despise who I am, even when I'm all alone. My life feels unbalanced, shaky like a house of cards and all it takes is one negative thought to send me tumbling down. How can it be that I could ignore a thousand kind words, yet the insults are the ones that always remain heard. You say what you feel, but I hear what I want. Want to be told I'm not smart enough, not good enough, not pretty enough. It will only justify what I already feel. Surreal to think that some people don't feel this way. Don't tear themselves apart, don't focus on their flaws. "Get some self-esteem" they say, don't realize that its not possible, not plausible for me to fix myself so easily. And how do you even know what to fix when everything feels so broken? Hoping to not feel like this one day.

lsdescarabajo

I guess you can say my paradise has been lost, because he's the devil, he makes me want to sin. And every time he texts or looks my way, I want to let him right back in.

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princetanaka

just a small town girl. Living in a racist, insensitive, sexist, homophobic world,

autisticfaraday-blog

(cant take the midnight train ‘cause im fuckin scared)

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evilslug

whoever wrote this line needs to receive a medal

okayeststepdad

I will reblog this until my fingers bleed

Being single doesn't mean I'm looking, doesn't mean "I'm too picky," stuck up, or a sexual fuck up. Society tells me I can be a virgin or a whore, girlfriend or a slut- told I must accept this, keep my mouth shut. So can women speak? How do you get a point across when you have no voice? If actions speak louder than words, then what is our society preaching? Teaching young girls beauty over brains, insane to play outside, get any stains on their pretty pink dresses. Subjects like math become taboo, Must let a guy be smarter for him to be into you. The word "feminist" is social poison, the radical idea that women are people too, deserve equality. Post feminism saying the war is over, pack up, and go home. Sexism conquered, beaten, and vanished out of defeat. But I can't imagine a day when I'll retreat. A day when my gender doesn't render me weak in the eyes of the law. When what I'm wearing can't be used as a defence of rape. When a man isn't supported for sexual assault cause he liked what he saw, when the fall out doesn't follow the victim online. A day where a woman's reputation isn't constantly on the line. So am I a virgin or a whore? I'm neither, and both, and so much more.