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What they did to you wasn’t your fault
Damn right 🌸🤗💗
reblog to heal the person you reblogged this from
Eating toast for dinner instead of cooking is better than not eating anything at all.
Using mouthwash instead of brushing your teeth is better than not taking care of your teeth at all.
Wiping yourself with a damp cloth or baby wipe instead of showering is better than not bathing at all.
Doing only one out of five assignments you need to turn in is better than not submitting anything at all.
Talking to a loved one on the phone is better than not talking to anyone at all.
Playing your favorite video game, listening to good music, or reading a book instead of "grinding" is better than not doing anything at all.
Don't beat yourself up for not being "productive enough". A little productivity is still productivity.
No, taking that shower, eating that meal, cleaning your space, going on that walk or having that conversation won't cure you, but there's a good chance it'll make you less miserable in the moment - and isn't that a fine goal by itself?
I just have to remember to try to just do one thing at a time and not either overwhelm myself and then not be able to complete any tasks today or I think I can do more than I actually can do and I fail and then feel shit about my failure.
Always choose either Batman or Thor.
A walking contradiction, part truth and part fiction
Always correct
Always proper
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REBLOG and let Tumblr know why a girl that loves the needle and the rush is sexy.
Because once u slam u feel it in the back of ur throat and then u feel is straight away in ur panties. It like makes me, not wet but kinda gush a little and I get horny and wanna fuck straight away. Am I the only one?
Ok so I'm a 35 year old (female) and I love watching slamming vids (but only the ones who show their reaction to it. Not the ones who turn it off straight away) Anyway, I searched #methnation the other day and there were heaps of visa of younger kids like teens/early 20's who were blowing "sick clouds" but what I don't understand is, yes the clouds look cool, but, most of them who made the big clouds didn't even draw the smokes back into their lungs. They just puff and blow straight away. I was taught and when I do smoke it instead of slamming it, to inhale as deep as u can and hold it as long as u can to actually get the most either use/money worth of meth. Yes when u breathe in and hold u don't exhale the "awesome clouds" but surely just the common sense of inhaling it as deep as u can is enough to not give a shit about how big ur clouds are. Is it just me (I'm Australian and maybe it's different meth like chemically where even if u inhale and hold u still get great clouds. I mean I'm no scientist but like I said most of these people aren't even drawing back half the smoke they blow out for the cool clouds. I just find that to be a waste and I don't really understand it. Maybe other people have an opinion or something to add?
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Lmao. Cute
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Why am I like this?
Definitely how I feel. A lot of people still don't understand mental health issues and they judge what we are going through. I've been diagnosed as bipolar, major depressive disorder, anxiety/panic disorder, PTSD, OCD and ARFID so every single day is a mental struggle that I'm having to experience. I'm getting professional help for these but it'll take time to be able to feel 'normal' again. Got a lot of work ahead of me. And yes I know that my drug use is definitely impacting, and making my mental health worse at times but at other times it does help.
A young couple dies on their way to their wedding
On their way to get married, a young Catholic couple were involved in a fatal car accident. The couple found themselves sitting outside the Pearly Gates waiting for St. Peter to process them into Heaven. While waiting they began to wonder; Could they possibly get married in Heaven? When St. Peter arrived they asked him if they could get married in Heaven. St. Peter said, ‘I don’t know. This is the first time anyone has asked. Let me go find out,’ and he left. The couple sat and waited for an answer…. for a couple of months. While they waited, they discussed the pros and cons. If they were allowed to get married in Heaven, should they get married, what with the eternal aspect of it all? What if it doesn’t work? Are we stuck in Heaven together forever?’ Another month passed. St. Peter finally returned, looking somewhat bedraggled. Yes,’ he informed the couple, 'You can get married in Heaven.’ 'Great!’ said the couple. 'But we were just wondering; what if things don’t work out? Could we also get a divorce in Heaven?’ St. Peter, red-faced with anger, slammed his clipboard on the ground. 'What’s wrong?’ asked the frightened couple. 'OH, COME ON!!!’ St. Peter shouted. 'It took me 3 months to find a priest up here! Do you have ANY idea how long it’ll take to find a lawyer?
half of tumblr wants to fuck, the other half wants to die
So true.