#17.11.16

[emmerdalewardrobe]

Rebecca White - 17th November 2016

Lace Dress with Flounce Skirt in Mustard From ZARA

[aidschis]

Cu Chi Tunnel in der Nähe von Ho Chi Minh. Relikte aus dem Krieg. Auf dem Weg dahin geht’s mal wieder in eine Fabrik um Geld zu machen. Dann wird man noch gezwungen 20 min ein Propaganda Video anzuschauen bevor es rein in die engen Eingänge geht. Im Tunnel konnte ich gerade noch so laufen. Mit übriger Munition aus dem Krieg kann man auch rumballern bei Bedarf. Natürlich gegen Aufpreis!

Cu Chi tunnels near to Ho Chi Minh. Relics from the war. On the way of course you visit a factory to make some money. Then you’re forced to watch a 20 min propaganda video before it goes into the tight entrances. In the tunnel I was hard to walk for me. It’s also possible to shoot with some left ammunition from the war. Of course for an extra charge!

[the-blanket-underer]

To jednak istnieją ludzie, na których nie musi Ci w ogóle zależeć, a jednak najdrobniejsza myśl o nich wywołuje uśmiech na twarzy.

Nawet nie wiesz jak to dobrze, że pojawiłeś się w moim życiu.

[srnavlese]

17. listopad na malým městě

[lingenthusiast]

I wanted to upload my one shot as soon as possible yesterday evening because I was afraid there would be a new text or a new clip, so the oneshot somehow wouldn’t fit in anymore. so I edited a few things, mainly the layout though...

thank you for all the love you gave me!! I appreciate it soooo much ♥

[suitsdirection]

niallhoran: 📸 @conormcdphoto

[threegood-things]

17.11.16

1. I had a meeting at university and have come away with a plan and feeling SO much better. 2. Followed my mum around this afternoon, it was awesome. 3. Watched some Lucifer with dinner. It's so funny. I love the actor who plays him, he does such a good job.

[youresuchagem]

Just some kinda thoughts for the moment. Please be a lil’ discerning and don’t read if you’re fragile because they’re not all that happy.

I feel like it must kill Mum when I tell her that I’m doubling my dose of antidepressants to help cope with the stress of living at home. A lot of the stress stems from her job and her work and I hate that she’d feel guilty about this all. 

I keep thinking that I’m doing better, but then I still feel like crying randomly. I still can’t really think of anything to look forward to. College won’t start again until late January, and even then I know it won’t be as good as I keep hoping it will be. I feel like I’ll be disappointed because I get too hopeful. 

It hurts to think about how I’m going to have to retire from athletics. I know when I get back to college, people will ask me to compete in various races and I’ll have to say it: No, I can’t run any more. I’m not that fit. Or worse, I’ll run anyway, and lose to my past self. 

Look, I just... I know I shouldn’t be this bad. But a part of me just wants to stop eating so I get thin and I have something to work towards. There’s a destructive part of my mind and it’s hard to silence it. I know, I know, I know not to listen. 

I promise that I want to survive this. I’m trying to remember that time will pass and this isn’t permanent. I have to believe that things will change.