Have you ever felt so touch starved that itâs like psychically painful and you would literally do anything just for someone to hug you?
Yea thatâs where Iâm at tonight. Itâs 1am and Iâm literally about to cry honestly.
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Have you ever felt so touch starved that itâs like psychically painful and you would literally do anything just for someone to hug you?
Yea thatâs where Iâm at tonight. Itâs 1am and Iâm literally about to cry honestly.
here is the thing about being someoneâs second choice.
everyone says itâs better than not even being someoneâs choice at all, but itâs not.
see,
not being someoneâs choice gives you closure. you know itâs not gonna happen; you know to move on, and it hurts but you know. but being a second choice?
itâs being held on by the smallest touch of hope, because maybe, (just maybe,) tomorrow might be the day they change their mind.
itâs abandoning your homework to comfort him after their latest fight, even though in the back of your mind you know heâs gonna make up with her tomorrow, and youâre probably better off finishing that essay.
itâs staying up late waiting to hear from him because what if?? itâs one of his bad nights?? while he goes straight to sleep without giving you a second thought.
itâs only existing when theyâve had a fight and he wants to talk to someone who he knows will drop everything for him.
itâs thinking maybe, maybe heâs finally over her and maybe itâll finally be you then seeing him post a cute quote and just thinking, âoh.â
itâs painful, itâs repetitive, itâs an endless cycle. it sure as hell isnât better than not being a choice at all. itâs constant dedication to the smallest hopes that itâll be you
- even though you know itâll never be you, donât you? // w.m.m
Reasons to recover
I know some of you might not want to look at this list because youâre just not there yet and itâs absolutely fine
Less heart problems
Digestive system works better
Not cold all the time
Hair wonât fall out
No more memory problems
Moving is easier
Going out to eat with people is actually fun
Going to the beach is fun
You wonât hurt everywhere anymore
You get your vitamins from actual food
To be able to think about more things than just food
People donât see you as the sick one anymore
To be able to go to the gym without worrying about passing out
School is easier
Work is easier
Concentrating on books and other hobbies is easy
Youâll sleep better
Youâll have energy
Youâll have strength to give piggyback rides
You will still be able to wear anything you want
Confidence grows
Youâll look alive
Youâll live your life the way it was meant to be lived
Feel free to add more
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Do you think this is a pretty sight? This is the reality of having anorexia for 12+ years. The reality of what eating disorders can do to your body.
When I was in high school and then in college getting my bachelors degree, I spent more time in hospitals and treatment centers than I did out of them.
And then I found out
My organs failed. Permanently.
Last year, I needed major surgery that took about 4 HOURS, and after that I was admitted to the hospital for a week on heavy pain medications, being wheeled around because I couldnât walk.
I had tubes everywhere.
I had to medically withdraw from graduate school because I had to spend that time in doctors offices, infusion centers for IVs, in the ER, or admitted into the hospital.
Now I have a 6 inch scar across my abdomen and will be on medications for the rest of my life to help my heart and stomach function enough to keep me alive.
Iâve nearly died multiple times from the ED, but I had never believed that my organs could shut down and leave me to deal with that reality for the rest of my life.
That is not a way anyone should have to live life.
This is what an eating disorder looks like. Not the âthinspoâ everyone sees on the Internet. This is what you donât see behind those pictures and itâs not pretty.
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I want to apologise to
- Britney for making fun of her when she had her breakdown
- Monica Lewinski for judging her when she was a 22year old temp sexually assaulted by the most powerful man in the world
- Ke$ha for ever thinking she was trashy when all she wanted to do was make party music
- Kristen Stewart for ever thinking she was dumb when sheâs actually one of the coolest people ever
- Megan Fox for ever thinking she was just a slut when actually she was an actress being harassed by her employer.Â
- Hating all the women who made a career out of having a hot body. Being is shape is hard, beauty is a weapon and auto promotion is hard work.Â
- All the Mary-Sues, who exist because young girls everywhere want to be part of a story they love so much
- All the female characters I ever snobbed because they got in the way of my ship.
- Hating the color pink during my teenage years, when itâs actually a lovely color and what I resented was societyâs pressure to perform femininity.Â
THINGS TO ROMANTICIZE
- going 2 bed on time
- healthy romantic relationships
- eating without worrying about calories
- living alone
- non-traditional career paths
- loving yourself
- being old and happy
feel free to add on!!
- being happy with yourself
-not pushing yourself past your limits
-forgiving yourself
-communicating healthily with yourself and others
anyway op of this post is a cis transmed and dont put his shit on my dash lol.
also reblog this to let people know.
hereâs a vid from the pov of the dudes inside
This is the only thing I will accept with the use of the phrase âboys will be boysâ
HOLY SHIT WATCH THE OTHER VIDEO THAT WAS FAR MORE BOYS THAN I EXPECTED
If you see this, DRINK WATER!
Yes, you too. Go and drink one glass, just one, for me, ok?
Reblog to promote hydration!!
reblog if youâre gay, tired or in need of a hug
hey
hey friend
dont kill yourself tonight ok
you have a really pretty smile and i know its not always easy to manage one but itd be a bummer if we never had the chance to see it ever again
youre really important and you matter a lot so stay safe and try and have a nice sleep
I would like a moment to thank the people who reblog post like this so that it eventually shows on my dash.
It is keeping me alive
I actually really needed this tonight, thank you
Youâre a wonderful being and I hope to God you make it through the pain youâre going though. You deserve so much more.
Stuck
I am in no way stuck
I am moving freely
but you are,
stuck in my mind, that is
but i wonât tell you
or anyone else for that matter
because i am scared
because i have already liked you twice before
because i am afraid it will upset my friend who also likes you
because i know
that you will never think the things i think
like how i think about those emerald eyes
more than i think about my favorite song
how your name rolls off my tongue
more than my own
about how your dirty blonde hair feels whenever i hug you
about how the very thought of you brightens my mood more than the moon brightens dark nights
but to you, iâm just another girl.
another girls whoâs liked you before,
another girl who hugs you,
another girl with brown eyes,
another girl with brown hair,
another girl with anxiety,
another girl with mood swings,
another girl you text,
another girl youâre friends with,
another girl you know,
another girl at your school,
another girl.
i am just another girl,
i am not special,
i am not pretty,
i am not skinny,
i am not funny,
i am not yours.
and although iâd love to be all those things, i know that i never will be.
#100 Dialogue Prompts- Angst Edition
âThis will be the last time you lie to me.â
âYou know itâs not like that.â
âHow could you think this wouldnât hurt me?â
âYouâre never going to be the same after this.â
âI just think itâd be best if we never met.â
âI canât believe you would even think to leave me like this.â
âYou never loved me, did you?â
âIt didnât have to be like this, but now youâve ruined everything.â
âI hope youâre happy.â
âIf you had have kept your mouth shut, then heâd still- heâd still be here!â
âWhat did you want once this was all through? Tell me!â
âNow I have to deal with the consequences of your actions. Thanks, it means a lot.â
âYou couldâve- couldâve stayed. You couldâve helped me fix things.â
âI knew sheâd never change, she was too stubborn, too similar to me.â
âThis isnât going to be fixed. Youâve ruined this for good now.â
âI hope Iâm not put in the same part of hell as you.â
âWhen did you think you could hurt me again? Today? Tomorrow?â
âYouâre back in my life and I want to die again.â
âYou only ever brought me pain and Iâm sick of it.â
âI hope you got what you wanted.â
âYou made me miserable and I still loved you.â
âWhen you die, Iâll be the first to dance on your grave.â
âDonât underestimate me, I have more power than you can even comprehend.â
âIf only you knew what youâd brought upon yourself.â
âWeâre never going to have a happy ending, just remember that.â
âEverytime something goes well, I momentarily forget how much I despise you.â
âDonât pretend like youâre not happy to see me like this.â
âThere is nothing worse than seeing you get what you want.â
âYour mind must be a horrible place.â
âYou can cut me, bruise me and skin me alive, but you will not take her from me.â
âHow is it that we always end up in this predicament?â
âI want to wipe that grin of your face with my sword, but my mother taught me to play nicely.â
âDid anyone ever tell you how pathetic you are? Itâs incredible how low my standards are for you.â
âAh, well if you want them back alive, I suggest you lay down your own life.â
âDonât be âsmartâ. The battlefield is no place for Math Scholars.â
âYou shouldnât have come. You canât be-â
âStop talking or tomorrow wonât come.â
âHand me the gun and Iâll kill him myself.â
âI shouldnât care for your life, but Iâm starting to and itâs becoming an inconvenience.â
âIf you live to see her, please send my best regards and this box of her fatherâs ashes.â
âIt wouldâve been nice to get to know you better, but Iâm afraid I donât care.â
âI canât help but think youâre a terrible person.â
âSeeing your face has unconventionally made me want to die. I wasnât quite prepared for this feeling.â
âYou could have loved me, Iâm quite good at seducing, but youâre actually vile.â
âI hope I see you in a bodybag sometime.â
âLetâs pretend you didnât cheat on me with my sister and be good people for a few minutes.â
âWe should probably stop talking forever.â
âIf I hated you anymore, I think Iâd probably be crowned as satanâs right-hand man.â
âTo say I âtolerate youâ is a vast overstatement.â
âYou broke her heart and came back for more, you bastard.â
âThis isnât fifth grade, this is a courtroom, you whore.â
âI think youâd be the perfect match for my ex-husband. He loved to sleep with multiple people.â
âIâm not coming home, donât look for me.â
âTime was always a measurement of this relationship and we finally ran out.â
âPlease donât look at me with such hatred.â
âI couldâve died and you couldnât have cared less.â
âJust get out. I- I donât want you hear, just leave.â
âYouâre not the same person I married, donât tell me Iâm wrong.â
âI wish you wouldnât beg for forgiveness, it has the opposite effect of what you want.â
âDonât hate me for this. You wouldâve done the same.â
âThis couldâve been the end and you were ready to let me go.â
âYou shouldâve left me, you could never deserve the person Iâve become.â
âHate me all you want. I know Iâm right.â
âToday you broke my arm, I hope tomorrow itâs not my heart.â
âNothing can justify this, youâve ruined him.â
âYou live with so much guilt, I hope it drives you mad one of these days.â
âMy life was ruined because of one mistake. You were that mistake.â
âYou are everything I hate, donât ever come back.â
âEvil doesnât come close.â
âYour wrongdoings are becoming your pastimes.â
âI wish you had of just done it for the thrill of it, but now youâre in deep shit.â
âNext time, I wonât be here to salvage your wreckage. This is the last time.â
âYou should have ruined me when you had the chance.â
âNo one will keep your name alive. Once youâre gone, everything you once stood for disappears too.â
âDonât pretend you havenât thought about your life without me.â
âThis is always how it ends.â
âBreak my heart once more, I dare you.â
âForget how you loved me once, I mean nothing now.â
âThis isnât Romeo and Juliet, this is real life and I can go on without you.â
âYou donât own me, I donât belong to you.â
âI shouldâve died. That wouldâve made you happy.â
âAre we going to carry on like this or are you going to give him back to me.â
âShe drowned and he lost his mind.â
âWe shouldnât. Youâre married and Iâm pregnant.â
âYouâve never been loved, I can tell.â
âWho told you I needed fixing and what made you believe them?â
âYouâre almost as far-gone as I am.â
âMaybe itâs best that we donât go home.â
âRoaming the streets was never safe for her. What makes you think itâs different for you?â
âI think youâre going to ruin me. Am I right?â
âDo you remember our last feud? I wouldnât want someone to lose their life again, would you?â
âKiss me quick and leave them be.â
âI hate seeing you so sad. Itâs just so dramatic how humans show emotions and being sad is such a boring one.â
âWill you ever forget my number? No? Ah, because you still love me.â
âAfter the funeral, letâs surrender.â
âWhat made you think I cared for you?â
âItâll be fun explaining this to your sister. I hope she likes horror stories.â
âDonât act as if weâre friends. I know how much you want to slit my throat.â
âLetâs not get angry. Letâs calmly and sensibly take this outside so I can ruin your face.â
âPlease ruin yourself for me and Iâll watch in adoration as I fall apart as well.â
// GuYs, i haVE ofFiciaLly hAd toO muCh coFfeE. I never thought this day would come (or night/morning. Itâs 2 am lmao), but here we are. I want to sleep, how are you my darlings? xox //
Her.
I could name one thousand reasons
Why we could never be together
Yet, I will only name three.
Number one, youâre too important to me.
I canât lose you, I wonât lose you.
Two, the time will never be right
Theyâll always be a barrier.
Three, you love her.
You love her like photographers love sunsets,
You love her like an actor loves flowers after a performance,
You love her like sad eyes love the night sky.
She is your sun and moon.
She is the reason youâre always happy.
She is the most important thing to you.
I mean, I get it.
She is what I want to be,
Gorgeous, skinny, funny, kind, etc.
She is my opposite.
And I could name 997 more reasons
That we could never be together
But I would hate to bore you away
Because you going away,
Is the very last thing I want.
Fake.
You let me down
And I hope you know
You screw it all up
And I let it go
You asked if I was okay
And I did say no
But you left me on read
When I needed you most
You ignore my calls
You ignore my texts
You ignore my snaps
I can guess whatâs next
And even when I do get a reply
Itâs always a âkâ
You canât type a simple âhiâ
Itâs really not that difficult
And Iâm falling so hard
But my heads in the clouds
And I know you wonât try to help me
When I hit the ground
But if the roles were reversed
Oh, you can count on me
Because thatâs the kind of friend
Iâd wish youâd be.
âDoes the perfect girl exist?â
Well. Iâve been asked this twice before, my answer is always something clichĂ© like, âyes, perfect for you.â but I never thought about who my perfect girl would be. My perfect girl would have purplish-blue dyed hair, but healthy, not damaged in the slightest. Oh, a name, letâs give her a name. Purplish, purplish, purplish. Purplish! Lilac. Yes, Lilac, that shall be her name. So far, weâve only come up with her hair and a name, how about a face next? Sheâd have the most piercing Neptune blue eyes with a twinkle like stars oh so bright. Hmm, stars. Stars! Yes, stars! Sheâd have freckles like stardust that lay upon her peachy cheeks and button nose, her lips would have the perfect amount of pigment to create the color that makeup brands are always trying to recreate. Her face shape would be a heart, to resemble how kind she is. Her body.. well, her body is her own. If Iâm controlling everything else, she should be granted this very small freedom. Her skin would be tan as if she had just gotten home from being at the beach for days, sheâd have a pink discoloration under her left eye. That is something that makes her unique. A perfect girl to you is different from a perfect girl to me. Her skin would be as soft as a father holding his baby for the first time. And her voice, ohh her voice. Her voice could be as calming as your grandmother singing you to sleep as she cradled you in her arms, or it could be as powerful as a volcanic eruption. She has her own gorgeous voice, she is free to say what she wants. She feels every emotion, for she is human, but she doesnât let sadness or fear control her, for those are the emotions she feels the least. Yeah, sheâs basically fearless. Fear cannot and will not control her, neither will any godforsaken negative emotion the world has to throw at her. You see, she rains- excuse me, sorry- she thunders positivity. Her clothes show off her personality pretty well. For example- she mostly wears pastel, but she isnât afraid to rock burgundy or black. She wears whatever she wants, whenever she wants. Red and white checkered crop top? Sure, why not? Yellow sweatshirt? Of course. Lilac doesnât need your opinion for she is her own person. If Lilac wants to dress up, she will. If Lilac does not want to dress up, she wonât. Simple. Well, thatâs my perfect girl. An average persons life is 27,375 days, I still have 22,752 more days to meet Lilac. But hereâs the short answer to your question: No.