[softbunniears]

Intro to my blog and what may be triggering/what kind of content i will post/reblog.

This is an ed related blog with talk of calories, my weight, what I eat, and things related to this. Other than restricting I do not purge or selfharm so those 2 things will hardly be mentioned/posted about.

I DO NOT support any kind of fatphobia and will not post/reblog ANY of this kind of content, anything mentioned about wanting to lose weight/be skinny is completely my own desires and has nothing to do with how I view other people. With this said I do reblog some outfits/aesthetic posts which can sometimes be labeled as thinspo but I hardly post blatant thinspo so if that is triggering it will not be common.

Now while I am not a minor there will be light nsfw content, BUT nothing like the usual porn blogs we all have the distaste of stumbling upon randomly, I will not post nudity/sexual content in the forms of pictures/videos, I do however enjoy the occasional fun joke or blatant thirst post so these will be random but very light.

I love how warm and welcoming this community can be and I just hope that I can create a as safe as possible blog that people can relate to and feel accepted by, I am truly sorry if any of my content is ever triggering and I ask that you please just block me immediately as I do not want to cause harm to anyone.

Lastly I am 100% in support of recovery and creating a healthier version of yourself physically and mentally! While I do restrict calories I believe in what works for you 100% so please if my blog is not safe for your recovery I ask again that you block me. This obviously means I am not pro-ed, I know it is harmful and dangerous but ultimately it is my decision and I will not be posting blatantly pro-content very often or at all, it entirely depends on the meaning behind certain posts and what I deem as pro and not pro.

STATS:

female

5’7

hw:174

gw1:160

gw2:150

gw3:140

current weight:162

weight lost:12

[softbunniears]

hey to all my followers i am going to be inactive for awhile, idek how long but tumblr isn’t really helping my mental health rn so i’m gonna delete the app for a bit, i might be back might not be but i love all of you and i pray for you all to have the best

[funnytwittertweets]

[k-ayo]

https://www.instagram.com/myojaeng/

[wannabethindainty]

hellllooooo everyone~ my sweet darling ✨@m1stk1-shuffle✨ was t-worded for no absolute reason. they are NOT pro ed at all and overall super duper cute. they were previously @/m1tsk1shuffle and @/mitskishuffle and tumblr sniped at 950. please help my darling moot find all of their other moots.

[dolkitten-deactivated20220209]

gRRRR I WANT THE SKINNI AND I WANT IT NOWWWWW

i am as FUckiNG PISSED as THIS CAT

[sadgoatboy]

Sometimes I forget that trusting others never works out.

Parzival T.

[denseboy]

currently foaming at the mouth because i'm obsessed with this 16-bit dating simulator picrew!! you can make your own here.

(the artist is @bumblie_ on instagram and twitter)

[sam-is-moths]

[estoy-muers]

oooh..if only i could steal my picrews gender

[n0t-thin-enough]

:OOo

[softbunniears]

these r all so cute!!!

[luntfontanne]

this kid is 14 oh my god is no one teaching children to protect themselves online anymore…

[tikkunolamorgtfo]

Meanwhile us olds are like: I don’t have a carrd and I’m not reading yours

[tusara]

Please don’t advertise your personal information, anyone could find that and use it however they want.

[starstruck-strife-moved]

Oh my fucking god it isn’t 1998 anymore no one cares

[cerayanay]

??? Wtf does this mean??? 80% of employers google you before hiring you, child predators use that info to groom kids, abusers use that info against victims, police/government track activists online? Do you honestly think the internet has gotten safer since 1998????

[oopsabird]

also don’t tell any rando who wanders onto your blog with unknown intentions the specifics of how they can trigger you???? no????

[autumndragons]

the fact that its not 1998 anymore is exactly WHY you should be more fucking careful. do you have any idea the tools people have now compared to then? the fact that its gotten exponentially easier to find people in real life based off online info while young people have gotten extremely comfortable sharing all their personal details is deeply concerning.

im sorry no one ever taught you internet safety but that is NOT because its not important anymore. ITS MORE IMPORTANT THAN IT EVER WAS. please listen to the people whove been on the internet longer than youve been alive. our intentions are good and internet safety is vital. especially if youre queer, which i know for a fact a lot of you are.

[prismatic-bell]

Listen, guys and gals and nonbinary pals. I know you’re going to think this is all overblown. But give me two minutes of your time.

My current roommate and I met on Tumblr. In the first three minutes I knew her I KNEW HER ADDRESS FROM HER ETSY. She only lived three miles down and one block over from me. Once we became friends, it took me literally fifteen minutes to drive to her house.

“Okay, but you guys are friends, roommates even, you love each other, what’s the problem?”

The problem is, this story doesn’t always have a happy ending.

The problem is, in another story I’m still 32, but she’s 15 instead of 43, and I’m an asshole.

The problem is, I am an adult. If a first meeting goes wrong, I have a car, a cell phone, and a tire iron in said car that I could defend myself with. What do you have?

The problem is, if you put identifying information out in the open, it could cross paths with someone who only lives 15 minutes away. And maybe they don’t care, and maybe they’re a chill person! That’s often the case.

But maybe they’re not.

“But I don’t put that kind of information—”

Listen. I’m gonna tell you I went to high school at General McLane and grew up by the cove. I’m going to mention that I HATED walking to my bus stop because it was out by the highway. At some point in our conversations, I mention that I’m walking down to the corner to get some ice cream.

Go onto Google and see how long it takes you to figure out, within a quarter-mile radius, where I grew up.

I can tell you how long it took me, using only the information I just provided you: two minutes. I looked up the school and got the address. That gave me the town name. I put that into Google Maps. I found Edinboro Lake and another body of water near it. Zoomed in on the streets near that second body of water, and boom. Cove Drive, right next to an ice cream shop, opening onto a highway.

You now have a radius of less than two blocks where I might have lived.

Do you feel a little less safe putting that information out there? You should. Because I didn’t use any special programs, any elite hacking knowledge. I used nothing but Google, the name of a high school, and two offhand conversational mentions, and in two minutes I’d narrowed it down to a single block. Go ahead—try it yourself.

And yes—I can do this for my roommate, too, even having never been to her hometown. All I need to know is the name of her town and a story about crossing the street and a neighbor’s yard to get to the Walmart.

Do not put this information out there, guys. 95% of people you will meet online are legit. Many are delightful.

But some are not. And those are the ones you need to watch for.

[auntiesuze]

THIS.  Almost 20 years ago, I took a class on internet security. Nothing fancy, just an overview of the ways that people with bad intentions can gain access to your accounts and information. The number one security risk? People. You. It doesn’t matter how safe you make your systems when a tiny bit of social engineering and half a brain cell can get you to give them the info they need.

Our “final exam” was to find all of the information that we could on the teacher. Now, he supposedly knows everything that you should and shouldn’t do, right? So we shouldn’t be able to come up with much. Except, apparently I’m really good at finding info on the internet. I managed to find his hometown, high school, year of graduation, and even yearbook pictures. I passed the class, but it just goes to show that any schmoe can come up with enough info to track you down and hurt you.

[araloran]

That list of ‘just the basics’ filled me with a feeling of disbelief and horror.

[chewedcorn]

August’s schedule (oc)

[whatever-is-pxre]

When I was 13 years old and curious about sex and love, I asked my mom if she had had sex before marrying my father (of whom she is still married to, and has been since before I was born). She said that that wasn’t really a ‘yes’ or ‘no’ question. I said ‘sure it is, you’ve either had sex before him, or you haven’t’. She brought me onto the couch and sat me down and told me about the boy she liked when she was young and how one night she snuck into his house while his parents were gone and they were kissing and he said they should have sex and she said that she wanted to save sex for marriage and he laughed and basically took all her clothes off and he raped her and as my mom was telling the story she cried and this was the second time I had ever seen my mom cry. She was 12 when it happened.

In grade 8 I got a call from my friend in the middle of the night and she was drunk in the park crying and told me that she went out that night with some other friends and they drank a little and her guy “friend” starting flirting and yes she laughed at first but then he tried to pull her shirt over her head and she pulled away and he ripped her shirt and it was her favourite shirt and then he pushed her to her knees and HIS BEST FRIEND HELD HER JAW OPEN WHILE HE FACE FUCKED HER. And so I went to the park and picked her up and took her home and slept in her bed with her except we didn’t sleep because she just cried and her mouth bled and this was four years ago but I still have to be the one to bring her items to the till it the cashier is a man, and she still has anxiety attacks and she’ll get a rash all over her body and I just want to kill those boys but instead they are still walking around. And I’m in the bathroom with her, dabbing at her skin with a warm cloth until it returns to its regular colour.

And in grade 9 one of my closest friends was kinda seeing this boy and so they hung out one night and then she said that she really had to be getting back home and he said that she wasn’t going anywhere until she gave him what he wanted and he parked the car and took off her clothes and she said no and he ignored her and so she laid in the backseat totally limp and just cried and it wasn’t even sex, he just masterbated by using her body instead of his hand and she came to school the next day with vodka in her water bottle and she drank all day and I had to fight her to get the alcohol away from her and she just cried and threw up and I skipped class while I held her hair back and that same boy texted me a month later, asking if I ever wanted to hangout sometime.

And in that same year my very best friend who has never even kissed a boy, confessed to me that when she was 9 years old, her 12 year old cousin made her give him a hand job and he told her that was what cousins do and he gave her a chocolate bar afterwards and she told me that he probably doesn’t even remember it but that it’s something that she’ll never have the luxury of forgetting.

And in grade 10 I knew a girl who invited her best friend over to watch Disney movies and then he started to put his hands down her pants and she said no but she is 130lbs and he is 220lbs and he called her a tease while she tried to fight him but he used one hand to hold her down, and the other to put inside of her and i was the one to push her inside of a classroom and stand in front of her while calling the police when he showed up at our school looking for her and she was so damn scared.

And a few months later I skipped class and was in the car with a guy who i had had unprotected sex with in the past while under the influence of cocaine but this time I was sober and I insisted we use a condom but he told me he couldn’t feel anything while the condom was on so he ripped it off and I said I refused to have unprotected sex again and so he just grabbed me and forced himself into my mouth and I was crying and he pulled me onto him and I just came saying “stop” over and over like a broken record but he must’ve heard something different because he went until he came and I just sat naked in the backseat while he drove me back to the school and said “we should do this again sometime”. And I had five showers that night and I scratched at my skin so hard to try and rip his fingerprints off of me, I still have the scars.

And I found out soon afterwards that that same guy had raped a classmate of mine, 5 months earlier and she told me about how he brought her McDonald’s first, and how he said they could take things slow and she told me about how he didn’t listen to her either. And he goes to our school and so after she told me about her incident and I told her about mine, we decided to report it to the police and the trial is currently still going on and he told people about it, except in his version we are just “asking for attention” and all his friends talk about how bad they feel for him. As if HE is the one that still wakes up screaming. As if HE felt like his skin no longer was beautiful, no longer belonged to him. And I held her in my arms as she bawled after giving the police her statement. And she did the same for me.

And I met a woman a year ago in a paint store and she had a service dog and I asked what the dog was for and it turns out that she had been so brutally raped and abused in her life, that the dog is literally trained to keep men away from her.

And I’m so FUCKING SICK AND TIRED OF THIS WORLD WE ARE LIVING IN. How many rape victims eyes have I already looked into? How many more will I? And how many more friends will I hold while they shake? Because I don’t know how many more I can take. And who the fuck still has the nerve to make rape jokes? And… Something just has to change. Please, someone just start being that change.

-16 year old girl

[lesnians-deactivated20210730]

Did I reblog this already I dont care

[edisorderedd]

Reposting this a a victim of sexual abuse from my brother

[annarose-exe]

Reblogging as a victim of rape by a close friend.

Reblogging because my sister, mother, and friends have all been used without permission.

[verified-pch]

Reblog for all the victims of rape who also work retail and when men say something to them about how pretty they are, how good they look, or how good they are at their job, no matter how innocent they mean it, she hears the voice of her rapist in them sometimes.

[hclarice-deactivated20200903]

Reblogging as a victim of rape and sexual assault. Reblogging because I had to go to school with my assaulter for a whole year after he assaulted me. Reblogging because of the fact that he got away with a couple months of community service, probation, and nothing on his record even though he admitted to assaulting me, and people STILL think I lied about it three years later. Reblogging because my rapist took advantage of me when I was wasted. Reblogging because I was so intoxicated that I could barely stand on my own two feet let alone push a guy who was two times my size and who was extremely strong off of me. Reblogging because both events happened in less than two weeks of each other. Reblogging because I still have nightmares, I still have panic attacks, and flashbacks, and the constant anxiety that I’ll see my assaulters, and the fact that I still flinch when I feel someone touch me. Including my girlfriend. Reblogging because I fucking want to and because this shit needs to be heard.

[thechapel-deactivated20240706]

Reblogging because I was six and no one decided to help

[roseblushing-deactivated2020070]

Reblogging because no one should be ignored

[neonwatermeloncircus]

Reblogging because it’s time we take some action , reblogging for all my friends who have gone through rape , reblogging to end this assault and rape culture , reblogging to make the world safe for everyone , not just women , not just men , but for everyone.

[sarz93]

I’ve never been rapped personally but I’ve had so many close calls, my female best friend tried to have sex with me when I was 8 - I was so freaked out I never hung out with her again. I was groomed for months by a friend of my parents but I never let myself be alone with him thank god. Another friend of my parents tried to get into my room once in the middle of the night and it scared the hell out of me. Although I was never physically hurt I don’t really trust men. My older brother used to play fight with me and I would always lose - that ruined my personal security- I felt totally helpless. I had to get therapy before I could be alone with men in a room in my early 20’s, all my male friends are gay. And I’m still a virgin at 26 years of age. My mother and Uncle were sexually assaulted when they were young though- I think my mother being honest to me at an early age is what saved me- but now I’m too paranoid to live what I deem to be a normal life. And I wasn’t even physically assaulted! 😞

[annaandbinmademe]

Rebloging, and I will never stop rebloging.

[hollowboobtheory]

if you are a game designer and you force me to kill wolves AND you have them make sad puppy noises I'm killing you

[choicelessflope]

see this never happens in spider solitaire for windows

[butterflykitteen]

[brainscrewz]

tbh if someone just handed me a pressure washer and set me loose in the streets i would go into a trance and just start hosing shit down indiscriminately. it's not a question of how much i could clean, but how long until i get hit by a car and die

[jjaux-deactivated20240425]

me reading the same post 5 times in a row because everyone has the same mutuals

[wirbelwindria]

me still joining my mutuals in reblogging the same post

[dark-soul9]

i b like “goodmorning<33” then go back to sleep 3 times

[acetheticbitchass]

i b like “goodnught<33″ then stay up for 3 more hours

[muresetivoire]

Its always "I love you" and never "you're like my own personal brand of heroin"