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What if the reason people die is due to lack of sex. I mean pretty much everyone stops having it or waits to long and never has it.... so many we all have like a countdown clock of time we can spend not having sex and once that time is up.... we die.
What if the reason people die is due to lack of sex. I mean pretty much everyone stops having it or waits to long and never has it.... so many we all have like a countdown clock of time we can spend not having sex and once that time is up.... we die.
What if the reason everyone dies is due to lack of sex.... I mean everyone who died either stopped having sex for x period of time.... or waited to long to have it at all..... so like everyone has a clock of life they are aloud to spend not having sex and when its up we die........
Okay so its been a really long time since I've posted anything up on here. And man has a lot changed in that time. One of the main things though is that I'm now engaged. And its very, very exciting but also a little bitt scary. Its scary mostly because of all of the shit my mom's pulling right now. And its just, its like she still wants me to be a little middle schooler even though I'm now 21 years old and y,trying to be a responsible adult. She's making it difficult though. I'm sorry, but, yes my mother is making it almost impossibke for me to be mature and grown up. Even though I'm definitely being the mature one here. I just am. But nothing I can say or do will make her see that. And its just frustrating. I'm trying to act responsible and pull myself together before I get married next year and she's making this really, really, really difficult. And I'm just really tired of her bullshit. So. Yeah. Basically this is just me saying I'm still here.
oh how the times have changed
This is definitely worth reblogging.
i reblog this every time
Proof society's body image has always been messed up. Should it really matter as long as the individual themselves is happy with their body? No. It shouldn't.
Ugh…… Sometimes I feel like a fail. Whether it’s because I forget to eat when I’m trying to always eat at least once a day, or because I eat when I don’t really want to. Or because of something else. This time it’s because of my seemingly inability to focus on school stuff right now and just, ugh. It sucks. I hate this. I have a research paper that’s due in like 7/8 hours and I’ve barely started on it. And then I also have extra credit in my gov’t class that I said I was going to do that I’ll still need to do. And just, ugh. I hate when I get like this, just no motivation to do much of anything for school, yet I still want to be a good student and get good grades, but since I have no motivation to do much for school……. Yeah. Ugh. I also seem to be slipping back into ED habits and such without realizing it, or something like that, since I’m losing weight and dropping sizes, and I don’t….. I shouldn’t want that anymore. But just, I have no idea. Whatever. I just have to hang in here till the semester’s over and then its summer. And summer equals job at summer camp as a counselor and more time for painting and piano and projects. And writing. Yeah. More time for me. But, ugh, I really should go back to research paper now……
Omg this lolol
Pretty much. Pretty much.
Things to look forward to once I'm not sick anymore:
1. New mail time video (with a package!) 2. Weekly tinychats 3. Planning for Perks of Being a Wallflower vlog adaptation series :O 4. Special video about the hundreds of self harm tools I’ve received
ARE YOU AS EXCITED AS I AM?!
I decided to make a reference post on most of the writing topics I’ve covered so far. If you’re looking for something specific, this might make it easier. Hope this helps!
General writing posts—
Ideas Worth Your Time
Antagonists
How to Keep a Deadline
How Anthropology Relates to Writing
Incorporating Flashbacks
When to Use Bad Language
How to Write What You Know
Is Your Novel Working
Introduction to Screenwriting
Writing with Others
Working on Multiple Projects Simultaneously
Picking Up an Old Story
Developing a Well Paced Novel
When to Include a Prologue
Dialogue Writing
Embarrassing Writing Habits
Developing Good Writing Habits
World Building 101
The Opening Hook
Developing Your Style
Types of Endings
Plotting Failures
Forging Friendships
Editing posts—
Easy to Miss Writing Mistakes
Staying Motivated During the Editing Process
Is Your Story Too Telly?
Editing: Who Should You Trust?
When to Begin Editing
On Editing
Easy Editing
Content Editing
Character posts—
My Character is Drunk
Writing the Significant Other
Writing the Best Friend
Writing the Best Antagonist
Introducing Your Characters
Character Trait Cheat Sheet
Characters You Need to Stop Writing (Or Reinvent)
Making Your Characters Likeable
Prewriting Characters
Writing a Young Character
The Importance of Characters
Is Your Character a Mary Sue?
Character Development Exercises
Strong Characters
Too Many Characters
Genre posts—
The Space Opera
Historical Fiction
What is High Fantasy?
Figuring Out Your Genre
The New Adult Genre
Different Types of Science Fiction
Writing Horror Novels
Teen Sick-Lit
Fantasy Clichés
Motivation—
Keep Being Weird
Important Writing Lessons
My Favorite Writing Quotes
You’re Not Perfect
Where to Write
Negative People to Avoid
Quick Motivation Tips
Using Rejection to Motivate
Finding the Courage to Share Your Writing
Staying Motivated
How to Stay Motivated Over the Weekend
Publishing—
Writing a Blurb
How to Make Sure Your Novel Won’t Get Published
Full Querying Guide
What is a Crossover Novel?
Body Language—
The Importance of Body Language
Further Understanding Body Language
Random posts—
Why Everyone Should Continue Writing Love Stories
Why Writer’s Are Insane
Don’t Preach to Your YA Readers
Overused Situations in Fiction Writing
Male Readers and Female Protagonists
The Power of Silence
Studying People
Trends I’m Sick of in YA Fiction
Virginity as an Identity
Sorry I couldn’t replace the link with the title of the post. CAN’T FIGURE OUT HOW TO DO THINGS ON TUMBLR NOW. Also, you can obviously follow my blog for more writing tips or suggest topics for me to cover. Thank you!
-Kris Noel
We’ve reblogged a lot of these already, but this is an awesome resource!
“Maybe ‘okay’ will be our ‘always’”
I realized that these shoes were almost the same color as the TFiOS cover after I bought them and couldn’t help myself.
i have hi-tops in this color how many of my friends’ lives would i ruin if i painted my shoes like this…
I would totally do this if I actually still wore converse........ SO cool. LOVE theTFIOnesss.
this photo look familiar? its of my sister and I. I posted it not long ago, and its since gotten 1000+ notes on Tumblr and counting. The caption of the photo is talking about our bond, and how strong my sister is for continuing to fight her battle of cancer everyday of the past 5 years. Since I posted the photo, my sister lost her battle. She passed away on the 20/12/11 at 8:49pm in my arms. My sister was my bestfriend, and I want to continue to honor her. Reblog to keep my sisters spirit alive for as long as possible, she deserves it. Everyone to reblog this will be watched over by her tonight <3
i don’t want you to follow me if you can scroll past this.
Oh my God.. I’m freaking crying right now… Bless you..
“Mental illness is a myth.”
To give you an idea of how ignorant people are, and how taboo discussion of mental illness remains, here are some screenshots I took just now.
So I decided to try this with a few more search prompts. TRIGGER WARNING for some serious stigma, shaming, pro-eating disorder, and ignorant bullshit….
PSA: Mental illness is real. Anorexia is NOT a lifestyle or beautiful or good in any way. Bulimia is NOT good or ‘good for you.’ People with eating disorders are NOT selfish, stupid, attention seekers, liars, ‘failed anorexics,’ etc. EDNOS is absolutely serious, dangerous, and deadly.
And eating disorders, like all other mental illnesses, ARE NOT a choice.
Eating disorders have the highest mortality rate of all mental disorders. They are not diets. They are not fads. They are not “just a phase.” They are not a lifestyle. They are deadly, life altering diseases. And people with eating disorders need help, treatment, love, support, and understanding.
This just. UGH. WOW. The ignorance of some people. This makes me really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really sad. :/
This one is for the girls…
I LOVE this. Seriously, it's helped me quite a bit. But, still not there yet. Obviously. BUT, seriously, I LOVE this and it has helped me SO MUCH. I just love it to death.
WHERE WOULD YOU MOST LIKE TO VISIT ON YOUR PLANET?
Anywhere I've not yet been, as long as I'm with my boyfriend.
I just thought I’d say why I consider myself to be fighting with my anorexia. :) I have in fact embraced anorexia at one point in time (for about a year) and then people started catching on, well, at least, they started noticing the fact that I didn’t really eat. They started forcing me to eat and [thankfully] I’ve never been able to make myself vomit. (Yes, I have tried lots of times, I was never successful, so I just ran instead. The running cleared my head from that and also they were calorie burning benefits.) Anyway, they started forcing me to eat, so after awhile I got better. I guess, it still loomed in the back of my head though every time I ate the fatty, calorie loaded, cheese covered dorm food. Then my boyfriend at that time said that, “I never would’ve forced you to eat if I’d realized that that would’ve made you get fat.” NO DUH SHERLOCK. I’d been eating less than 500 calories a day for a good 3/4 months, quite possibly longer than that, I’d only been actively counting calories for 3/4 months at that time. When you go from eating that few calories to 2000 calories a day, yeah, you’re going to gain, you have to actually gradually increase the calories if you want to start eating more without gaining a lot. You’ll still gain, but not as much. Anyway, that, of course, triggered me again. After I got triggered that time, I went back and forth between anorexia and bulimia. I’m so scared of my parents and great grandmother finding out I have an eating disorder because I’m scared of their reaction. I’m scared they’d just laugh it off, or even worse, encourage it. I say that because of comments and things that I’ve heard from them my entire life. Those comments I HAVE to site as one of the reasons I even developed an eating disorder in the first place. Anyway, I’m at the point now where I’m just sick and tired of calories being in my head what feels like 24/7 and not being able to see myself as skinny even though I know I am, I just don’t feel like it, and I just can’t see it. Yet, I know I am. How messed up is that? I’m trying to get better, but to be honest, sometimes embracing it seems so much easier. Especially after I’ve let myself have a treat that’s like a cupcake or something and I have to forcibly think of something other than the calories in the cupcake and the calories I’ve already eaten that day. I HATE actually eating something more than fruit for breakfast and almost breaking down because I’m furious with myself for being so weak that I have to eat breakfast, but at the same time I’m furious with myself for getting furious over actually having breakfast. It’s confusing, it’s frustrating and I hate it. I also hate how the scale controls my feelings so much. It dictates whether or not I’m happy or not all based on what number it shows. It’s stupid and ridiculous and I HATE IT; luckily though I’m getting much, much, much, much better about not weighing myself. The scale is very tempting though, very tempting. My boyfriend has said that he will duck tape it so I can’t see the numbers if I give into the temptation that it is anymore. He’s actually been really good about it. I don’t think he totally understands my eating disorder, but he is worried about it (and he’s soooo cute when he worries over me. At least, I find it cute. But, really, it is.). He knows there’s not that much he can do about it as of right now, right now he’s just happy that I am eating and I’m not restricting as much as I could be. I still restrict somewhat. I’m just trying to get calories out of my head right now, so I’m just eating dinner right now and trying not to think about the calories. Once I’m successful with that I’ll add breakfast in. But, all of that are why I do consider myself to be fighting with my eating disorder.
If God loves us so much, surely He wouldn't want to see us starving ourselves. He takes care of us for sure, but surely it breaks His heart to watch us do this to ourselves. It doesn’t have to be just starving ourselves though; it could be purging, cutting, whatever it is. Whatever it is, surely He doesn’t want to see us doing this to ourselves. I know it’s hard to stop; I’m currently battling anorexia right now. I know it’s wrong, I know I’m perfect in God’s eyes, yet because I’m not perfect in my own eyes, it’s not good enough for me. It seems like being perfect in His eyes should be more than enough, but it’s not enough. I just hope that someday it’ll be enough, that one day I’ll be able to see myself like he sees me, beautiful, strong, and perfect. I know it’s going to be hard getting to the point where I actually can do that, but I can hope. After all, hope is good, right? I think it is, hope is one of the only things greater than fear after all. It gives us something to work for, something to strive or. Today my hope is that one day all of us who suffer from an eating disorder, whether we fight with it or whether we’ve embraced it with open arms, will be able to see ourselves the way He sees us, we’ll be able to love ourselves the way he loves us, we’ll stop hurting ourselves, whether it’s to become perfect or because for whatever reason we feel like we have to suffer more than we already do normally. My hope is that whatever we do to ourselves, for whatever reason, we can stop it, and we can recover from it. Here’s to a long hard journey ahead of us to get to the fulfillment of my hope. J
If you ever need anyone to talk to for whatever reason, just let me know. If it’s a dire emergency and you need to talk to someone right away though, there’s helplines you can call.
