in which geneva tumbles with weight

I'm Geneva. Female. Out of shape and out of touch. 25. 5'8. 225lbs. The last five years have been a very difficult time in my life and the 80 lbs of fat I put on is only a fraction of the weight. The struggle has been a constant up and down. I started this little blog in 2010. Fell off the face of the earth and ate. A lot. Now I am back. Mistakes have been made. Lessons have been learned. Still here to share all of it. The good, the bad, and the surgary. Here we go. Again. Always. RIght now, one day at a time.

[twerkwork-blog-blog]

He asked if I was mad at him. I told him no. He kissed me and told me he loved me. "You told me that because I'm not mad at you?" "No. It's so you knew I wasn't trying to placate you."

[rachelfershleiser]

My generation got a cheap college education when we were young, and we’re getting good retirement benefits now that we’re old. Pretty nice. But now we’re turning around and telling today’s twentysomethings that they should pay through the nose for college, keep paying taxes for our retirements, and oh by the way, when it comes time for you to retire your benefits are going to have to be cut. So sorry.

Chart of the Day: Student Loan Debt Is Skyrocketing | Mother Jones

And THEN you’re telling them that they’re the most spoiled, entitled, self-absorbed generation in history. It’s stupid and gross. Love, Rachel

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An exercise just to see where I left off in the writing game.

The world.

Is glum hum drum.

Geneva tapped her pen against the mostly blank piece of paper and listened to the sound against the backdrop of rainfall and her baleful existence.

She scratched out both lines she had written, the grating sound cathartic.

She wrote.

Writing soothes. So why don’t you write anymore?

The penmanship was a mixture of cursive and indistinct. The ink was dark, wet, and bold and the pen flowed.

She was left handed so it was almost inevitable that the ink stained the side of her hand, smearing the words if she didn’t hold the writing utensil just… so. Physically and mentally every line took careful consideration and scrutiny until three lines in she had to come to a stop.

Because that much consideration took worry and Geneva had been half hazardly diagnosed with anxiety. A diagnosis she felt whole heartedly about.

She wrote.

I can describe the world around me.

And she thought how pretentious and shallow and cliche that sounded after she re read the line three times.

She lowered her pen and drew a straight line through the words. Quick and hard so the sound grated as before.

She wrote.

I like how the pen sounds when I draw straight lines.

And with that, she was satisfied. She pressed all five of the finger tips of her right hand against the paper and drew them together in a pinching motion. The paper bended and folded and crumpled as she worked it into a ball she could fit into the palm of her hand. Her sweaty palm moistened it as she squeezed and rolled. She threw the ball into a small waste basket, on top of other bits of moist, balled up paper.

That was enough writing for today.

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Lol

[twerkwork-blog-blog]

I've been out of action for awhile. This is inherently a fitblr and when I'm failing I run away from the reminder. I hate myself. I do my best not to give into dramatics and posting it all over the fucking Internet, but there it is. I hate myself. Some days are better than others.

[whatgoesupthengoesdown]

[sphinxcate]

How I feel 99% of the time.

[rfskia]

Talonflame using Brave Bird on Amoonguss.

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OMG I NEED THE NEE DS JUST FOR THIS GAME

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hahaha wtf never fails to amuse me

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Want to collaborate on a Google Doc with Nietzsche, Shakespeare, Dostoyevsky, Dickinson, Dickens and Poe? 

Click here. Start typing. Enjoy the hilarity. 

Ninja Update: Wanna see something fun? Mention Shakespeare in a sentence and see what happens. 

[couragemadnessfriendshiplove]

Poe kept writing distinctly into my sentences so I wrote ”Edgar, you’re not funny” aND HE BLATANTLY DELETED THE NOT I AM SO DONE WITH THIS ASDFKJL

[eisbecherovka-deactivated201604]

OH GOD IF YOU TYPE “EDGAR ALLAN POE” POE ADDS A :( AFTER HIS NAME PRECIOUS BABY

[fandoms-are-anything-deactivate]

Poe kept interrupting my sentences, so I wrote, “Edgar are you fucking kidding me?” and Shakespeare replaced “fucking” with “hay rolling”

Emily Dickinson and Charles Dickens will fight if you put the word “Dickens” in the doc.  

I am done.

[the-grand-story]

Poe kept changing words so the sentences no longer made sense so I wrote “bitch please” and Shakespeare corrected it to, “qualling harpy please”

[seiuchi-bf]

i started with the Bohemian Rhapsody and let me tell you i was not disappointed 

[eviemay]

I WROTE “SHUT UP SHAKESPEARE” AND HE WROTE “THE HANDSOME AND MARVELLOUS” AND POE CORRECTED IT TO “DREADFUL AND LONELY”

poe wrote “I wish I could write as mysteriously as a cat.”

[cigarette-princesss-deactivated]

OMG I put Poe, I am in love with you so! and he added nevermore! so I told him i was in love with him, and he changed love to loathe and added a frowny face omg i cant do this im done

[journeytobutterfly]

I wrote: “Holy mother of god. What did you do? and Nietzsche added: You seek something? You wish to multiply yourself tenfold, a hundredfold? You seek followers? Seek zeros!”

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Never trust your tongue when your heart is bitter.

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I think I’ve finally figured out why I’m not a fitblr and fitblrs in general annoy me and I don’t identify as such.

It’s your constant fucking need to be positive about everything. Everyone is fucking beautiful and everything is acceptable. Y’all eat avocados and drink gallons...