Feel free to ignore this but, I have looked up to you as an idol for so long... I have a girlfriend. Being a girl and having a girlfriend always brings so much stress on me and I feel myself starting to hate myself for be "different". How do I cope?
There’s a special kind of comfort that comes from learning to not give a fuck about what other people think of you as a person. If someone tries to make you feel bad for being different, just smile and wave at them. Feel pity that they’d rather be normal than different. Because that’s what makes us who we are as individuals.
brielarson: Woke up this morning thinking about the tidal wave of support I got this weekend. It was nerve-racking to trust fall into the Internet! I know who I am, but its wild how quickly you can forget once someone calls you something terrible. I was reminded how the acceptance of community is a deeply rooted need - but I don’t want to live worried people will hate me because I’m myself! We should all have the freedom to be our authentic selves without fear or judgement. It’s scary to chip away at all the hardness we coat ourselves with to protect that perfect little being inside. Yeah, people can be mean, but they can also be so many other wonderful things too. Let’s make this place a safe space. No hate and more understanding. To the followers that are new: welcome! Sometimes I let people take over my Instagram to share their views of the world. That’s coming up next. Thanks for joining us! (x)
Me internally:tell him how you've been feeling. Tell him how you have been feeling empty and numb and tired. That your mental illness is turning you into an empty husk of a man, that it's making it hard to do things and stay motivated. That it's slowly eating you alive and never feels like it's getting better.
- The Game Of Thrones books and MCR album in the background - Dan’s jacket - “Fuck, I just hit myself in the face…” - Comic Sans - TATINOF sunglasses - his “yo im rappin” hand moves - HIS BABY FACE IN THE “YOU’RE FREAKISHLY TALL” PART - in the same part he tries to cover himself with his hands and he just looks like a scared tol baby - that scream “HOBBIT!” - his scared face in “you procrastinate making videos” is also super adorable and should be protected at all costs - his outfit in “the hate’s imaginary”, I mean, cat shirt and Phil’s snazzy glitter fedora, what else do you need in life? - how he’s aware of his white privilege - he technically roasts the Phan shippers - Pastel! Phil in his pose, winking - how the 2 seconds with Phil were filmed 10 minutes because Phil didn’t know how to wink properly - *intense breathe in* *insane 14-seconds-rapping* *intense breathe in* - seriously where did his rapping skills come from? this is awesome, I’m impressed - “you never tweet, you overeat, all you do is cry and sleep”- same - his Doge impression - drinking milk weirdly and the “who needs context” screenshots that are coming - the celebrity crushes are totally relatable - “WTF EVEN IS YOUR SEXUALITY” - if we took it seriously (which we don’t have to) he technically said that he doesn’t try to fit in the “straight, gay, bi” boxes and he prefers just being himself - his “secretly a furry” part - the fact that it’s filmed on their toilet, which means that there’s giant 1D poster and creepy Niall face mask - the fact that he used “Yup!” - that screenshot with a pizza with “feelings” written over it in comic sans describes life - we all would pay to watch him masturbate then cry into a slice of pizza - the fact that he made the lyrics even to the outro - his cry at the very end is just… it’s adorable and I think we all wanna hug him - “
10% fringe 90% cringe” - that he put the lyrics in the description, that’s just so nice and great
Title: Foolish. Status: Finished Chapter: This is a oneshot. Word count: 2065 Characters: Sonic the hedgehog, Shadow the hedgehog Summary:
( SFW ) Shadow can be selfish, mostly when it’s about facing his biggest fears. Bottling up ones emotions isn’t good. Sonic is right, talk to your husband!
Author note: I am an actual gay male person writing this. Yall gay ppl must not fear of feeling uncomfortable reading this. Also I started hating this close to the end and just… ended it quick. I’m not really a writer but I’m a thirsty reader and if no one gives me what I need I need to make it myself and then cry.
Please tell me what you think and give feedback!
English is not writers first language, pardon grammar/expressive errors. Have fun!
The lack of dysphoria doesn’t make ANYONE any less trans and if you disagree you are part of the problem. You are literally promoting self hate. If you have gender dysphoria, that’s you. No one suddenly wakes up and is body positive but it’s a learning experience and some of us has managed to unshackle from shitty gender ideals. You guys are literally telling me I should hate myself for being pre-op… Fuck you.
I don’t think Zaulie fights exhaust me as much as the ones who just stay trying to rile up the fanbase. Don’t folks get tired of doing that? LOL. The things people tweet/say make me sour until I watch stuff for myself. At this point, they’re both in too deep so I don’t think they’re ever leaving each other alone no matter what they say, do or what people tell or scream at them. “Sometimes it just be’s like that.” In sixteen years of this show, I’ve never seen two people more sexually attracted, frustrated and pissed off at each other at the same damn time, all while battling deeper feelings and not knowing how the hell to handle them. It’s the kind of thing you find hot in a book, find fascinating from afar but most likely don’t want for yourself.
And maybe outside of the house, away from these cockblockers and the game itself (cause it is still a game, which only adds to the fights and frustration LOL) they’ll have an actual conversation about… whatever the hell it is they’ve been doing and everything they’ve done. A huge part of me will miss them once this season ends, but OMG, I’ve lost so much sleep on them, it might be nice to finally get some of it back.
A couple days ago, I decided to walk to Chipotle. It was a little over a half an hour walk, and my blood sugar was in a decent spot. It was hot despite it being late. So I didn’t bring my bag. I hate correcting with sugar right before I eat anyways. With 10 minutes to go, my vision became blurry and walking straight became a challenge. I knew I was getting dangerously low even though my CGM read in the 100s. I began mentally attacking myself for trusting the readings before I left. I have to choose when to trust my medical devices because the accuracy can still be very poor. I didn’t know what scared me more as I walked those last ten minutes, sweating profusely and wondering if I was going to make it - the thought that anyone walking or driving right by me might see how I was struggling (surely they’d think I was drunk and not dying) or about no one noticing if I did pass out with no one to contact out on my own. Last night before martial arts, I hated myself for trusting my meter again. It was reading high again, and I bolused before realizing I was low. I wondered if anyone noticed me shoving packets of fruit snacks down my throat before class or if they judged me for eating before exercising or having food near the mat. Diabetes isn’t THAT dangerous right? People just abuse their need for food to bring stuff into movie theaters and theme parks. It’s not like they could actually need that stuff at a minute’s notice, when an invisible but very real medical emergency is just part of a daily routine. Most of the times people have noticed me treating a low, they haven’t been helpful. I’ve had people steal my ice cream out of my hand saying “YOU CAN’T EAT THAT” when my blood sugar was in the death range, I’ve had people come over to me as I try to stabilize my hand enough to spoon food in my mouth, lecturing me on how I should really eat better since I have diabetes, and I’ve had to learn how to put up with the mean looks some people give me when I have dessert, even after I politely explain that I can eat whatever I want. Life is an everyday emergency for me, and I’ve had to figure out and manage everything on my own while simultaneously figuring out college and soloing life in general. So don’t judge or insult diabetics for eating anything and don’t assume that our special food rights are abused because we live in a reality when any moment, unprepared or even over prepared, could suddenly change to fighting for our lives without anyone even noticing.
Goodnight KP! Tonight I come with a humble request, I hope it's not much trouble: Im extremely curious to know what your handwriting looks like and wanted to know if you could write something and post here (also wishing it doesn't sound too weird - dont fear being analised cause I dont know a thing about handwriting analysis). Oh and it came to my realisation that words are the equivalent of footprints to the soul, and it seems to me so far you're adventuring through a beautiful path, sleep well
Translation: My name is KP and I put lotion on and I lowkey hate myself but now I’m soft
Bae!!! I missed you!!! As always, thank you for making my night. Ily.
Alright, so I just need to get this out there for my followers who like to ask me about my ex. I would like whoever it is that’s asking about me and her to stop. For one, I’m not going to talk bad about her because there’s nothing to say, and I don’t hate her. Two, We dated for 3 ½ years, so of course I’m still going to care about her. Do I want to be with her anymore? No. We were toxic for eachother, and I’m actually proud of myself that I can finally admit that. There comes a point where you have to realize that nothing else can be done to make a relationship work. She is now in a new relationship with a great girl that seems to treat her right, and that’s all I ask for. And they look very cute together! She is happy for once. I wish them the absolute best, and a great future together.
listen i know people have said it before including myself but Lee Jihoon looks dead inside when he does aegyo because he hates it so much, and you can still think he’s cute if that’s what you like but if you ever have the pleasure or meeting Lee Jihoon please don’t call him cute, keep your aegyo requests to a minimum, and if you really want to make his day, tell him how handsome he is, or how manly, don’t tell him he’s the cutest or something like that
This is the last thing I have I say bc all ur followers are coming at me (this isn't me blaming you for it) : Please try not to view self harm as a selfish thing. I know it negatively affects the people around me and makes it seem like I only care about myself and I'm so sorry for that. But it ties in with mental disorders and addiction. Everyone wants to fight the stigma around people treating mental illness and like its nothing but react like this? I don’t understand
(Hope u dont mind me posting this publicly) Anyone who’s sending this person hate please stop it’s gross.
Of course mental illness is a big problem and should be taken seriously, but that doesnt eliminate the fact that any form of self harm is selfish since it helps you but also negatively affects people around you, and that’s just the definition of selfishness. This doesnt mean the person self harming is selfish though, it’s just what they’re doing that’s selfish. They can believe they’re doing it for other reasons, and not realise it’s hurting people, but it’s still selfish. I by no means think it should just be brushed aside as if it were nothing.
Shitty weight loss update picture.
Still not comfortable with my body. This is only picture I took where my bones don’t stick out too much making me look too skinny. I hate the way I look atm, i don’t wanna eat, wear nice clothes or even look at myself 😞 super hard trying love your new body when you still feel huge😭 and non of my clothes even fit me anymore and just make me look bigger than I am, I hate feeling like this. I just wanna be able to eat right and be happy.
Hello, my names Grace and I don’t really know who I am.
I know I like to make lists, read, lose myself in things, write, see friends and take photographs.
I also know I obsesses over stupid things for varied lengths of time, that I base my personality off of fictional beings, that I’m obsessed with labelling myself, I can’t half do something, I have a temper which tends to appear out of nowhere, I have an ‘AU’ me which I wish I was, I’m scared of a fair bit and I shouldn’t drink coffee – but I do it anyway.
This leads me feeling fake. I honestly hate being left to think, I’m constantly reading, talking, moving. I cannot sit still. If I stop I feel empty. Alone, sad. I’m terrified of being alone, but I’m also scared of commitment. Which is probably why I’m continuously single. I cannot imagine giving myself whole-heartedly to a person and have them leave me.
This fear stretches to my friends some of whom I’m constantly texting. I stress when they don’t text back even if I know they’re not even in the same fucking country. Yet even these people, these people who are my best friends some of whom I’ve known for years – I don’t know if they really like me, if I’m a nuisance. If they pity me for my mental illnesses. Most likely it’s the simple case is that I irritate them.
Hello, my names Grace and I’m really fucking confused.