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Forgot to take a run gif so I jumped back on the tread to get it gif!!! 😂

Got my running out of the way this morning and did a little lifting! I am feeling really good, my legs feel strong my arms are feeling stronger!

Yesterday I spent most of the day working in the garage on my motor! Hopefully I will have it ready to install this weekend! I am excited to cruise the Stang and be able to move it in and out to organize and clean the garage!

Hope y'all are having a great Monday!

[10/30]

I had a really wonderful weekend. Like really really wonderful. The past five days have actually been good. Five whole days in a row. I always feel weird saying that I’m proud of myself, but I’m really proud so I’m going to say it anyway. I don’t think I’ll ever reach a place where I’m “cured” and that has been hard to come to terms with, but being in a place where I know what I need and I can be kind to myself and speak up and really take good care is a pretty damn good place to be. It takes a lot of work, but I’m doing my best. And I guess that’s why I’m proud. 5 days of feeling good seems like a really big accomplishment.

yesterday I did absolutely nothing, but in the best way possible. a self-care day of sorts I guess. it was rainy so I cuddled with the dog and read two books and watched tv and had a schoolwork free day to just relax and unwind because I needed one of those days. I ate mac and cheese and also some ice cream and went to sleep at 9:00 and it was perfect. 

today I saw my best friend and we went to our old college to see some other friends and I truly had the most wonderful time. my bff is the most special person and we’ve both been through so much and I love her so dearly. we’re really similar in a lot of ways, but also total opposites in that she’s loud and outgoing and completely unapologetic and usually embarrasses me in public but also brings out a really fun side in me that I often forget I’m allowed to have. she makes me laugh and she makes me feel safe and things always feel right when I’m with her. 

we had an hour long drive so I made a playlist on my phone with lots of her favorite songs and every time a new one came on she’d get emotional over the fact that I remembered it. we always have the best talks in the car and I look forward to driving with her anywhere even if it’s only for five minutes. things get deep as hell and I love it. there are very few people who I can be joking with one second, and discussing my mental health in detail with the next. and she is one of about three. I’m thankful for that. 

freshmen year, we were in this mental health advocacy club together called active minds. we were both deeply passionate about it, but never really discussed why. it wasn’t until years later that we learned why we were each so personally invested and ever since then we’ve been quietly fighting our battles together. today we were singing along to jefferson airplane and then turned down the radio real quick to talk about that time I was hallucinating for two weeks, and then she told me about how she had to get away from her boyfriend last week because she suddenly got paranoid he was going to kidnap her and kill her. we laughed at how crazy we were and then went back to singing. I love that. 

sunday nights are usually filled with dread for me. I never feel ready to face the week and spend a lot of time wishing I was someone else, somewhere else. but today I feel ok. what’s that phrase about rose colored glasses? I’m trying to see the world that way. school feels better, my internship feels better. a lot of things feel better. I haven’t cried since tuesday. I haven’t felt anxious since wednesday. I’m not all that sad. I so badly want it to stay like this. I know it won’t but I feel like I’m taking important steps every day and working to make these good stretches last just a little bit longer each time. five days is a lot. tomorrow will be six. I’m really proud.

Balls Out !

Stop complaining. Stop bragging. Live. I know that in your situation it’s extremely hard but even your writing is wedging, the fuel is not the good one, even the horrific. I know I’m not here, but you have to use something creative to write : don’t become one of those writers whose stock-in-trade is whining and preciousness.
You saw the perfect example of the direction to imperatively avoid, in style and in temper, yesterday, when you watched us discuss with Eloise about a French writer, one of the, God knows why, currently most famous. Use fun, use cum, use it well, and always, “distanciation” (French word), even in hard times. You and your creation will thank me. Be excellent, and see who comes. Don’t write for a ghost. Create love, and once again, wait.

Basile Pesso, Barcelona, 27 March 2 017
Built to Spill, Going Against Your Mind

i know that people being on their phones has become like a symbol of apathy and uncaring but so many people i know use social media to share love. like yesterday i got to watch a wedding livestreamed to everyone who couldn’t make it. i’ve seen my friend slowly learn how to cope with being a teen mom because of a massive outpouring of “mumblr” support + tips. i’ve seen my friends come out as gay, learn to cook, discover the flaws in their feminism, work for social change, make good life choices, go to amazing places, develop passions, form educated opinions, learn to love themselves. i’ve seen people post the bravest recovery posts and shy political posts and everything in between. 

and i don’t honestly care how edgy you think your art is. what you’re telling me when you draw grey people looking at a white screen is that you don’t care what happens to the other people in your life.

but i do. i care about the boy i’m in a long distance relationship with, but i also care about people i’ve never met. i’ve been following some people for three years and genuinely care about their experiences. i’m glad you’re still in touch with the people you love, even if you’re not paying attention directly to me! i get happy when you finally dump him! i’m sad when your cat gets sick! i give a shit.

i don’t think technology is taking empathy away from us. i think it’s changing it.

Sense8 is my life

I thought this show would be another one of those shows that sound good, and start off good, but make me stop watching halfway through.  I was so wrong.  Yesterday I started watching this show, and there’s no words to describe how amazing it is.  You absolutely HAVE to watch it.  And here’s some reasons why:

GAY GUYS

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GAY GIRLS

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HUMOR

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SUN BAK

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THE WRITERS UNDERSTAND EMOTION AND WRITE REALISTICALLY

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THIS GUY RIGHT HERE:

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LOOK. AT. THAT. SMILE.

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KALA.  DANDEKAR.

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“But then you sent me a vision of a man with a large…. *Struggles to find a word* junk

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WOLFGANG

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A CHARACTER WHO HAS LOST SO MUCH, AND DOES NOT DESERVE IT

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THE GAY CHARACTERS ARE ACTUAL PEOPLE

BADASS ACTION

SUSPENSE
ROMANCE

EMOTIONAL ROLLERCOASTER

I would go on an on, but this post is getting quite long.  So i’m just gonna say.  Watch this.  You will not regret it

Closet Softie

Or, How Bucky Barnes Nearly Ruined His Tough-Guy Rep

(On AO3)


The trail mix was gone. 

The nice, expensive trail mix, with twelve kinds of nuts and the big sunflower seeds and dried fruits, the kind Tony only rarely left sitting on the common floors for everyone to get at, was gone. 

Clint had been looking forward to that stuff all morning

All the way through a hellish morning “jog” with Steve, all through Nat handing him his ass on the training mats, all through firing the same batch of misweighted arrows over and over so Tony could take scans and fix the design, he’d been thinking, when this is done I get to go upstairs and hang out on the couch and watch Dog Cops and eat the good trail mix, guilt-free. 

And it was gone.

Clint was gonna shoot somebody.

Just as soon as he figured out who’d taken the trail mix.


kingofmemes posted:

yesterday i saw a sad duck in the park who kept getting picked on by the other ducks so today i brought some trail mix and we had a nice lunch together. also i think he might be the duck who pooped on sam last week. if so, he is officially my new best friend. 

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but it got under my skin. that’s the thing. no matter how many compliments i walked on there was always a shard of glass that found its way in. and i know it’s my fault; i know to grow thick and shake it off or learn to turn to the sun. but yesterday i remembered what it sounded like when she said “everyone really just hates you, you know that, right?” and i couldn’t stop shaking. it’s been years since then and i’m still not good at making close friends. i don’t even think she knows who i am anymore. we’re friends on facebook still, i watch her laugh in the types of pictures i’m too nervous to take. i watch the girls on tv with their pink bedrooms and boyfriends they love effortlessly. that was never me. i wish i was made of diamonds. i wish nothing could get through me.

MORE PHICHIT!!!

So yesterday one person asked me if I could provide a picture of the location in the background of my previous rant and I thought that’s a very good idea. So here it is the recent picture of the building I took this morning and the anime one for you guys to compare.

I have to take it from across the street because for the same angle means I have to stand in the streets, and I still want to continue watching my baby. You notice the bowling pin is gone due to the bowling alley going busted awhile back. So there you have it my new Phichit post.

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NOT!!!

YOU THINK THAT IS IT? THAT ONE LAME COMPARISON IS IN NEED OF ONE WHOLE NEW POST? SURE FIRST IT WAS ONLY GOING TO BE THAT BUT THEN I THINK HEY WHY NOT TAKE IT A STEP FURTHER? DO YOU KNOW WHY THEY DECIDE TO ANIMATE THAT BUILDING OUT OF ALL THE MORE MODERN AND ATTRACTIVE BUILDINGS AROUND HERE? THAT’S BECAUSE IN THERE ON THE TOP FLOOR MY FRIEND IS AN INDOOR ICE SKATING RINK. THE SAME RINK MY BABY FACETIME YURI FROM!!!

FUCKING

BOOM

YOUR WELCOME!!!

Also you know what I just realized? In the first episode he was pulling a travelling bag along which might means he just got back to Thailand from Detroit. And he’s walking to the right of the screen whICH IS TOWARDS MY HOUSE (or maybe to the bus stop right off screen but I want to keep it positive).

MY BABY IS SO NEARBY!!!

THE MORE I KNOW THE MORE I CAN’T!!!