Hey you! I dare you to try your
best to follow this checklist tomorrow! But hey! Not so fast. Why not try it
again the next day (and every day after that)? Sometimes it’s the smaller
changes that can in fact help improve our health and wellbeing, especially when
we think we’re short of time. School stressing you out? Everything is going to
be ok. Try a few little things here. Tick everything off that you completed! Tell
me how it goes for you!
This was a spontaneous post and I’ve found that I’ve been making errors in my posts recently! Plz correct me bc I am an egg. Hope u like it anyway.
Wake up as soon as you do
naturally or when your alarm goes off. Make your bed! Open the blinds!
Get out of bed and s t r e t c h
– all the way from the very tips of your fingers to the tips of your toes.
(Trust me, this feels good)
Set your intention for the day.
This might be weird for some, but try it. Example: Today I will be productive. I will be focused on my tasks and I will
take the time to relax when needed. It doesn’t have to be as complicated –
Example 2: I can do this. Remind
Eat breakfast. A MUST. Try my
favourite: eggs (poached, scrambled or fried) on toast with avocado or baked
beans. Yes. We are on a roll today.
Drink one full glass of water
within the hour of waking (don’t down it all in one go though!).
Add 1/8 of a lemon to this. Lemon
is great to alkalise the body and getting that digestive system of yours goin!
This will flush out toxins in the body and support your immune system too!
Side note: Wait half an hour
before brushing your teeth after this (or maybe do it before) because lemons
are acidic after all and can probably do some damage to your shiny whites.
Try having a water bottle by your
bedside and beside you throughout the day as a constant reminder to drink water
as you see it. Trust me, this has helped improve my water intake a lot.
Organise your day. What are your
plans? What are of priority and what are not? Try brain dumping this, and then
organising each task/item into a list, categorised in importance. This will
help decrease stress throughout the day and easy referral back to this list.
Dress in some lovely clothes!
Your fave sweater and some cool black tights? 100%!! What about that pretty
skirt you like with a nice top? HECK YEAH!!!
Lunchtime! Eat again. Wholesome
foods are an absolute must whenever you can.
Aim for 3-4 cups of water by
lunchtime (inclusive of the glass of lemon water you had this morning).
Remember that intention you set
this morning? Say it again.
Throw a compliment at someone. Be
genuine. This will have a butterfly effect. If someone throws one at you to –
don’t disagree! Say thank you. You rock, don’t doubt that.
Are there any ticks beside those
tasks on your checklist from this morning? I hope so!
Throw in a random burst of
exercise! In public too – who cares! Pick one of these: 50 starjumps! 3 sets of
10 squats! A quick walk around outdoors!
Arvo (/Afternoon… Straya):
Hit that 3pm slump? Same. Here
are a few ideas to get you going, especially coming home from a long day:
NAP! 15-20 mins. No longer. No
less. Be strict here or your sleep pattern might go funny and we don’t want
that. (And groggy headaches are gross)
Exercise! This is so fundamental
to our health and wellbeing. Try out short pilates videos (no equipment) here (that as living proof, work) or some really cool yoga videos here, here, and here. Yoga is great. Try this
daily. Or take a brisk walk for 30
minutes = wake up your brain, pick up
your mood AND burn some fat. C’mon, go get your shoes!
Write down your to do list for
any work, study or event related things that you need to complete this
afternoon. Set out all your equipment, sort out your papers from the day and
(bedroom/bed/desk/floor/work/closet) space for 5 minutes every day. I’m
guessing that you’ve started to pile a few things here like I do. This will
save you time and help maintain cleanliness, staving away from the complicated
stress that comes from having to reorganise just about everything which we all
know to hate when we’re busy with other things.
Have you had your 5th and 6th cups of water of the day yet? Get to it!
Sit up straighter and you’ll look
more confident and feel more confident. Your back will also be very grateful
Continue all your extra to-dos.
Get this done. You can do it!
Make sure to put something in
your body guys. I’m talking food here by the way… don’t let that sentence
mislead you! This is especially important for those of you probably thinking “I’ll just eat later” or “I’m not hungry”. Eat. EAT NOW. PleASE.
Spend some quality time with your
family. How’s their day been? Tell them about yours too.
Glasses of water No. 7, 8 and
beyond should be here.
Prep your meals, lists, notes,
outfits, etc. for the next day. Getting these things sorted now will help you
get it out of the way and save you time!
Settle down a little. It’s time
to wiiiind doooooooownnn. Read a book. Scroll through Tumblr (aaayeee!) – but
not too deep into the pits okay guys. Watch a little TV.
I know a lot of posts say to
switch off 1-2 hours before bed. If you’re literally glued to your electronics,
try switching off 5 minutes earlier every day and replace that with something
else. What about doing your prep items for the next day (listed two points
back!!)? Or, do get those pesky chores out the way.
Side note: Cleaning your room
often will help freshen it, get rid of itchy dust and decrease the chances of
bugs and other smol random things to crawl around your room. (If that’s not a
little motivation then I’m not sure what is…). It’ll also keep your space
maintained so you don’t have to do it all at once. *Shudders* Plus the
likelihood of those gross germs from the world hanging around and building up
in there is a no-no.
Sleep! 7-8 hours. Your body will
thank you for it. CRUCIAL for healthy brain and body function. Plus your mood
and skin will improve (i.e. gOODBYE EYEBAGS and hELLO GLOWING SKIN).
Side note: I see you reading this
at 12am when you should be sleeping. I see you.
I hope this has helped you guys a little or at
least inspired you to make a small change to your daily routine! Try doing a
few items here (e.g. glass of lemon water, sitting up straighter, 8+ cups of
water) and record this on a habit tracker! The smallest changes often have the
I’m honestly still in awe at how underrated hyuk is like..he’s so well rounded. He’s a great dancer, vocalist, actor, and apparently now he writes music as well?? He’s smart (was the top of his class) and translates english for the members with ease, and he plays piano really well. He’s really dedicated to what he does and I don’t think many people know this but he’s SUPER SWEET to starlights (letting them squish his nose omg, being really friendly to an i-starlight when she was backstage at one of their tours, doing aegyo when the hyungs aren’t there lol) idk man more people should appreciate hyuk y’all are missing out
ok we all know how íþróttaálfurinn is an elf, yes? well let me just tell you this, icelandic elves are not like what u see in movies. like no. 1 rule about icelandic elves is don’t fuck with them or they will either make u go insane or steal ur babies. they might do it anyway even if u do nothing. also don’t mess with the rocks or the hills where they live or ur cursed for life. if an elf tells u to do something u better do it bc u’ll get a reward and everything will be good but if u don’t…. hoo boy u gonna regret it
I’ve been thinking lately about recovery from my eating disorder. For months on end, I was sure that I would relapse. It wasn’t that I wanted to or even felt that strong of urges, but more that it seemed to be a thing people did, and I was stressed and depressed, and had the opportunity to, so why wouldn’t I?
For whatever reason, though, I didn’t. I kept eating normally and all that jazz. I’m almost two years into recovery. I honestly take my functioning for granted; I’ve been learning math and classical Indian dance and languages. I have showed up on exchange as much as I could, and really implemented healthy coping skills.
I was just musing about the possibility of things going downhill this summer, and then my host mom knocked on my door to give me some ice cream. I was like, oh, ice cream, great! And then I ate it, end of story. Something my old dietitian said to me once was that I was afraid of both being okay and not okay, which is probably really apt. Relapse is always a possibility, and at least for me, right now, it would be a conscious choice. To quote @velvettruce, “I am afraid that I will fail at greater things than this.” The thing is, the stakes of my life are higher now.
The focus is not on my using behaviors, but how I can (potentially) use a postposition in Hindi. Expectations are higher, and I think that’s a good thing. The idea of maintaining recovery indefinitely is overwhelming, and yet, I might as well. Relapse would give me a break; it would be safe and familiar and what-have-you, but I want better for myself. I have proven, time and time again, that I’m willing to do what it takes in order to ensure that I have a future.
oops, i was going to post this on the first of november, but i ended up completely forgetting about them oops oops ;u; anyways, i decided to go with a new type of layout after the month of horrific experimentation that was october (which is mainly the reason why i’ve avoided posting bullet journal pics last month ahahaha rip)
it’s been fun and relaxing to write out dates and plan things out and use these super cute stickers from copia design! esp that latte sticker bc i love you a latte :’)))))))
hello all!! it’s a new year which means i’ve had this blog for about half a year which is insane bc i don’t know what i did before this 😂 anyway i am still amazed by the kindness, sweetness and general loveliness of everyone and i can’t believe i have any followers at all let alone over 200 💕 thank you to everyone who made me feel welcome and the few that talked to me despite my awkwardness (thats something i wanna work on in 2017) and to everyone that still tags me in things bc i can never tire of tag games. emosh rant aside here’s everyone that brightens my dash and pulls me further into the kpop trash can i honestly love you all 😘😘 (ps sorry in advance if i missed ppl out or got stuff wrong im not a technology whizz so this took me ages)
emma watson wasnt rich do your research, shes said in interviews that her parents had to literally buy her school equipment as birthday presents cause they could barely afford it, anyway dont bitch about her just bc shes not doing feminism the way you want her to, at least shes doing something? why are you posting shit about her when theres people like fuckin donald trump you could post about but instead youre attacking about someone on the same side as you
all points we’ve addressed aside, we literally do talk shit about donald trump and when he got elected we cancelled all shitposts for like two days to instead devote this blog to support and kindness towards people affected by the issues donald trump’s presidency is bringing to america and the world.
so like… “do your research” “youre attacking someone on the same side as you” yeah ok greg sure
Talk about choking/daddy kink/public sex/fingering/blowjobs and shit in the car (pls do not do that)/female on male oral/hair pulling/denied orgasm (one time)
a) this could be a part two @ hamilsquad b) posting this from my mobile bc appernelty tumblr is down on desktop??
“Why don’t you like each other?” your manager asked as you typed on your laptop. “He did something and then didn’t call back.” You told her as you bit your lip, “Anyways, it doesn’t matter. I don’t want to collab with him.” Her eyebrow raised and she shut your laptop.
“Too bad you’re going to meet with him to talk about collabing.” You let out a groan, “Why?” you whined, she smirked softly. “Go get dressed, we’re leaving in an hour.” You gave her the ‘I-am-going-to-punch-you-in-the-face’ look before getting up and walking to the room full of your dresses.
You quickly changed into a black dress that hugged you in all the right places and put on some black heels. You did your makeup and hair and checked the clock. You sighed and sat in the seat at the vanity and played a couple games before posting on Snap.
You took a selfie and posted it when your manager knocked on the door, “What?” you whined, she opened the door and looked in with a huge smile. “Let’s go.” You nodded and grabbed your purse before walking out to the car.
You met Daveed and his manager at the large restaurant and you smiled kindly at the manager. “Y/N, it’s nice to see you.” She said and hugged you, you hugged her back before pulling away, your eyes met with Daveed’s before you looked away. “How about we all go in and eat some food?” your manager said when she noticed the tension between you and Daveed. You followed her inside and waited for them to take you to your table. You could feel Daveed’s eyes burning holes into your back.
You watched as both of the managers sat by each other, leaving for you and Daveed to sit beside each other. You slid into the booth before shuffling uncomfortably. You hadn’t worn underwear because it could be seen through your dress so the cold booth against your thighs, made a chill go down your bodies. You looked at Daveed and met his eyes before he looked away. Memories started to flood your memory; you bit your lip and looked at your menu.
Daveed’s hand touched your hips as you moved your hips against his. Your body swayed to the music as you were pulled closer to Daveed, his hard-on pressed against your ass while his hands moved themselves up your body. You kept your body moving as the song came to the end. “Do you want to go with me?” Daveed whispered, you turned your head to him, his breath reacked of alcohol. “To go where?” you asked, Daveed’s eyes met you. His eyes were filled with lust, “To my place.” You nodded and grabbed his hand. He led you out of the club that both of your friends were in.
He flagged down a taxi and pulled you inside. He gave the man his address before he pressed his lips to yours. He bit your bottom lip which made you let out a soft moan, he pushed his tongue into your mouth while battling for dominance. You let him win, of course.
He moved slightly and pulled your body on top of his, moving your hips on top of his so you were back to grinding against each other.
Your hands moved their way to his hair, your fingers tangled themselves in his messy curls. You pulled softly on them, making him moan. You smirked and did it again, removing your mouth from his. You quickly kissed down his stubble-y cheek and down his neck, your teeth nipped at the spot under his jaw before traveling lower. You sucked on his collarbone and looked up at him with innocence in your eyes.
The cab stopped in front of a small apartment building. You let yourself off of Daveed and walked out of the cab. He threw some money at the man and got out. His hands grabbed your wrist as he pulled you along, he put the passcode inside the keypad and drug you up the stairs before pushing you against the wall.
His lips touched your neck, sucking a deep purple bruise on the nape of your neck. “God, Daveed! Please!” you begged softly, your hands pushing down your pants. Your hands touched his dick, brushing the tip softly with your thumb. He let out a low moan before you heard footsteps coming towards you. You removed your hands and looked at him while walking up the steps, he held your waist against him while you walked to his apartment, and he quickly unlocked and pushed open the door. He pushed your small body against the wall and kicked the door shut with his foot. His hands gripped the ends of your dress and pulled it up above your chest. Your chest heaved as his eyes stared hungrily at your hardened nipples.
He latched his mouth onto the harden bud, sucking roughly on it. Your mouth opened as your head fell back, the feeling of his teeth erupting a loud moan from your mouth.
Your hands pushed his shirt up his body as he moved his head from your chest. His mouth met yours while you unbutton his pants and unzipped them. You pushed them down and deepened the kiss. His hands moved to your butt and squeezed it roughly before he tapped your thighs, singling you to jump.
You body jumped slightly and you wrapped your legs around his waist. His hands grabbed at your ass to hold you up, you let out a shaky breath when his mouth left yours. He carried you to an open door, you couldn’t see much until he turned on the light. There was a large bed with white sheets, and a black comforter, there were many pillows littering the bed.
Daveed threw you on the bed before he climbed on top of your, his mouth meeting yours again.
You crossed your legs and watched as the waiter walked up to you. “What can I do for you today?” The young man asked, your eyes met with him before you sat the menu down.
“Can I have a water with lemon and a Cesar salad?” you asked with a wide grin on your face, the young boy nodded and looked at Daveed and the two managers. Everyone quickly ordered and started to talk.
“Y/N,” your manager began as she sipped on the glass of wine she had ordered, “We both think this would be an amazing thing for your career, both of your careers actually.” She tried to convince, your eyes squinted as you made an unsure face before you shook your head. “I just don’t think we’d make a good duo group.” You shrugged and took a sip of the water the boy had brought to you.
“Even though he did write ‘tonight’ after you,” His manager spoke, you both nearly choked on the drink you had been sipping on. “That’s not tr-” Daveed was cut off by your manager speaking, “And you, my dearest Y/N, wrote ‘only once’ about Daveed.” You shook your head and sat your drink down. “I did not!” you protested, both of the managers looked at each other and laughed. “Yeah, okay.” Daveed gave you a small smirk before mumbling something.
You watched as your food arrived, you smiled and reached for it. Daveed handed it to you and you sat it down. He took his plate of spaghetti before taking a bite. Your legs uncrossed as you stated to eat.
As you started to get close to finishing you felt Daveed’s foot touch yours. You looked at him as he kept eating. You shook it off and kept eating the large salad.
Once you took your last bite you felt Daveed’s hand on your thigh, you basically choked on your food as you felt it going up your thigh.
You hadn’t felt his hands on your skin for what felt like centuries. You missed it and you didn’t even know it. You looked at him and took a drink of your water. His hand slid further up your thigh before they got to your bare pussy. You allowed your legs to spread, allowing access to your center. His fingers brushed against your entrance, before he moved them all the way to your clit, rubbing it softly.
“Y/N?” your manager spoke up, you looked at her before knitting your eyebrows together. You knew what she was going to say. ‘Are you guys fucking under the table?’ is what she was thinking but her voice would say ‘Are you okay? You look flushed.’
And that’s exactly what she said.
You nodded and took a drink of your water again as the waiter came back, you waved your hand at him before you asked for a glass of white wine. Your breath was caught in your throat as you felt Daveed push a couple fingers in your now wet pussy.
Daveed’s lip’s turned into a smirk as he thrusted his fingers in and out of you in an agonizingly slow pace. You looked at Daveed before you took the glass from the waiter, quickly drinking it to keep your mouth shut. You looked around as the two managers finished eating, your eyes meeting with Daveed’s for a quick second.
His fingers started to quicken, he pushed a third one inside of you before grinning. You let out a small moan which everyone ignored. Your face turned red before you close your eyes. You heard you manager speak to Daveed before she spoke to you.
“Are you okay?” she asked, you nodded and opened your eyes. “I-I’m fine.” You mumbled. “Well, I think we should leave.” She smiled as both of them got up, Daveed removed his fingers and looked at you, a smirk plastered on his face. He lifted his fingers to his mouth and sucked on them individually, making you squirm before he got up. “You two were quiet, why was that?” Daveed’s manager asked you looked at her as you lifted from the booth. “I don’t know.” You shrugged and walked out with the group.
“I think I’ll take Y/N,” Daveed said. “She did drink a lot and so did you,” you nodded at your manager, your manager shrugged and looked at you, “Is that okay with you?” she asked, you nodded quickly.
“Okay, text me in the morning and I’ll come pick you up so you can get ready for the first studio session, okay?” she asked, you nodded again and allowed Daveed to walk you to the car he arrived in.
“You know I still hate you, right?” you asked, Daveed laughed softly. “You’ll always hate me.” you nodded in agreement and let yourself in the car. You buckled the seat belt and sat back in the seat. You kicked off your shoes and looked at him as he got in and started the engine. You glanced over his body as he drove down the street.
“You know,” he began, “Your music isn’t half bad.” He told you. You looked at his face before you smiled. “I know.” He let out a chuckle and moved your hand to your thigh again. His hand pushed up your skirt before going back to your center.
You let out a soft moan as his hand touched your clit, you moved your hand so it was on top of his and pushing his fingers to your entrance. His fingers were quickly pushed in as you moaned and threw your head back.
“You’re so tight, kitten.” He nicknamed, you nodded and removed your hand from his to put on his thigh. You lifted your leg slightly and allowed him to continue. Your hand squeezed Daveed’s thigh as he continued.
“Do you like that, love?” he asked, you nodded again before he went faster.
“Use your words, baby. Show me how much of a good girl you are.” You let out a shaky breath at the nickname ‘good girl,’ before you looked at him.
“I love it, daddy. Please don’t stop.” You whimpered and squeezed his thigh again, his lips turned into a smirk again before he moved his thumb to rub your clit. Your legs shook softly as he touched your clit.
“Are you about to cum, kitten?” he asked, you nodded. “Your words,” he demanded. You let out a loud moan and looked at him. “Yes, daddy! I’m about to cum.” He moved his fingers quickly before he pulled them out which erupted a moan from you.
“Bad girls don’t get to cum.” He noted you looked at him and a dangerous glint in your eyes. You unbuckled your seat belt and moved your hand to his growing erection. You unbuttoned his pants and looked up at him.
“Can I suck your cock, daddy?” you asked, Daveed let out a soft moan before nodding. His hand gripped the wheel as you released his dick from his boxers, he hissed at the cold air hitting his sensitive cock.
You looked up at him again before licking his tip, he let out a whimper before you took him in your mouth. You sucked on the head of his dick before pushing your head all the way down his cock. His hand reached for your hair, his hands wrapping themselves in the long locks.
His hand moved your head up and back down softly before he started moving your head faster. He let out a loud moan and pulled into the parking lot of his apartment building. You looked up at him with innocence in your eyes before he pulled you off.
“Once we’re in my apartment, strip.” He told you, you nodded and lifted yourself from your position. You straighten out your dress and waited for him to park. He zipped himself up before getting out, you followed quickly behind him. He did exactly what he did the first time you were with each other, your heart started pounding as you walked up the same staircase and went to the same apartment. Daveed opened the door and walked in, allowing you in before he closed it.
“Strip.” He commanded, you obeyed and took off the restricting dress. You were left in the black bra you had decided to wear. His eyes grew darker as they racked up your body.
His hands went and beckoned you to him, you quickly walked to him. His arms wrapped around your waist before he leaned down and kissed you, this was a much softer kiss than the others which made your heart flutter softly. Your arms wrapped themselves around his neck as his hands went to undo your bra.
You removed your arms as he took your bra off. Your hands went into his hair and pulled lightly on it, his mouth opening slightly as he moaned. You slipped your tongue into his mouth and battled for dominance. His hands moved to your breasts, his hands massaged them softly as you moaned and moved your mouth from his, a string of saliva connecting your lips.
“I missed you.” He whispered, your eyes opened and you looked at him. Both of your eyes connected before your let out a breathy laugh. “You did?” you asked barely above a whisper, he nodded. You smiled and grabbed onto the back of his neck, kissing him again.
He backed you to the couch before picking you up. His bulge pressed against you, allowing you to grind against him. You let go of his lips to kiss his neck. You sucked a deep purple bruise onto his dark skin, making him moan. You smiled softly and felt his hand push through your hair. His hand gripped it and pulled your head up.
“Bedroom?” he asked, you nodded as he started to carry you to his room. His light turned on when his hand left your bottom, you noticed how it looked overall the same. A picture sat on his bedside table instead of the alarm clock he had the last time you were here. His sheets were the same excluding the black comforter; it was changed to a red one.
He sat you down on the bed before sliding his body on top of yours. Your lips meeting once again, you moved your feet to push down his boxers as your body moved closer up the bed. His lips left yours to move down and suck on your neck. His lips moved down to your chest after sucking a bruise on your soft skin, and trailing more down your chest before he stopped and moved all the way up your body. His forearms landed beside your head and you moved your hands to his neck. He moved one of his hands to his cock before pumping himself slowly and pushing himself inside you.
Your back arched as he pushed into you, you let out a loud moan and pushed your hands through his hair again. He allowed you to get use to his size before he started to thrust into you. You let out a soft whine at the way he slowly moved his hips.
“Oh my god!” you let out and pulled his hair. He started to go a bit faster making you moan louder. “Fuck yes!” you whimpered before his hand made contact with your throat. Daveed put a bit of pressure on it, your air supply slowly leaving your body.
You felt your hips push upwards as he let go of your neck, Daveed’s lips met yours, he pulled away and looked into your eyes, “I-I’m gonna c-cum.” You moaned and pushed up to meet him, Daveed smirked and nodded in agreement. His breaths started coming in short huffs before he started to slow his thrusts. Your head fell back as your felt your walls contract against his cock, you let out a loud moan and pulled roughly at his hair. Your body convulsed as you came around him. He let out a loud breathy moan before releasing his hot seed inside you. You opened your eyes and looked at Daveed.
Sweat moved down his face as he pulled from you and laid down beside you. You stared at the ceiling before looking at him.
“Um,” you mumbled, your eyes meeting his. A smile began to grow on his face before he spoke. “Your music, it is really good. I hope you know that.” Your lips turned into a straight line. “Thanks, so is yours.” You complimented and lifted yourself from his bed, “Where are you going?” he asked, you turned and looked at him while pulling on your dress. “Home.” You simply stated.
His eyes left the hope that you would stay when you stated it, he looked down at himself and reached over for a pair of boxers, sliding them up his legs. His eyes met with your body as you redressed yourself.
“You don’t have to go, you know that right?” he asked, you looked behind yourself and let out a sigh. “I guess,” you mumbled, “But what would we do? Have a night of drinking or talk about our feelings?” you asked before laughing, “Maybe we’ll fuck again.” Your laughter died down when you noticed Daveed not laughing, “I did want to talk about you and me, actually.” He mumbled while you looked back with a confused expression. “What?” your voice sounded and he looked down at his feet.
“Please just hear me out,” he whispered as you picked up the shoes you had forgotten you brought in, “Why?” you turned and looked at him, “Because I actually do like you!” he argued, you laughed. “Yeah, okay.” You mumbled and his body trudged up to you, “Please tell me you felt what I felt too.” His eyes filled with hope and you looked at him, before grabbing his face. You pulled his lips to yours in a slow passionate kiss before he pulled away.
“We still have to write.” You mumbled, his eyes opened and he smiled before kissing you again.