stay strong xx


I know what you are going through is hard, I know you are hurting. I know you want to give up and I know all you want to do is alone. But my love, I want you to know that I am always here for you, you are never, ever alone. You believe in a Lord who loves you more than your mother ever will. You are loved by a man who cried for you even despite him not seeing you. You have a nation on its knees praying for you. You are so loved and so cherished. Stay strong my love, we will be home soon.


10/4/16 | what’s in my pencilcase?

so these are the things I bring to school everyday hehe :D

the post it tabs are from daiso;
washi tapes from daiso as well;
my pens are uniball signo 0.38mm.

on a side note I’m reaching 2K soon!!! SO THANKFUL FOR YOU GUYS ❤❤❤ I love yall !! xx stay strong guys press on for the next week☁☁💙

now that we finally have the truth about Seunghyun, you guys get some rest. I will try and update more if there are any major updates throughout the night. remember that jiyong’s comeback is tomorrow and that we DEFINITELY need to support him right now. this comeback is as crucial as when bigbang released ‘alive’ in 2012. this could make or break everything, so please, please, please support him in this comeback if he does decide to continue with promotions. however, if he decides that he doesn’t want to continue with promotions and the concert in seoul, we need to respect that too.

in saying that, don’t stop praying and giving love to Seunghyun and his family as well, as they probably need it the most right now. and we should definitely support the other members of bigbang as well. they’ve spent more than 15 years together, so this is also hitting them hard as well, please support them. 

we’re going to get through this. 

stay strong everyone xx

Terminal - Stiles Stilinski

Originally posted by sombraguerreira

Summary: (Y/N) tells Stiles about her terminal illness.

I snuggle deeper into Stile’s arms as I try to soak everything in. I don’t want to forget any of this. I can smell his musky cologne, feel his warmth on my side, hear his heart beating and his heavy breathing. I look up at him and study his face. His tousled hair looked messy but still sexy and cute at the same time. His lips were pursed and his eyebrows furrowed a he looked intensely at the tv screen. I stayed there, studying him and memorising every bit of him that I could. God I love him. Everything about him. The way he always asks to be the little spoon, how protective over me he is, the way he sings along to songs even if he has no clue what the lyrics are, his face when he’s concentrating really hard, the way he looks right before he falls asleep - so vulnerable and peaceful. 

“What are you lookin at?” Stiles smirks and turns his head towards me before seeing the frown I have on my face. “Woah. Hey, whats up?” He shifted his body to face me completely and paused the movie. I go to open my mouth but nothing comes out. I close it again and begin to cry. “Woah, woah woah. (Y/N), you can tell me anything, you know that. Of course if you don’t want to you don’t have to but I’m here, okay? Always”. Tears begin to fall more rapidly as Stiles encases me in a hug.

“Thats the thing. I don’t know if I’ll always be here.” I say and Stiles pulls away.

“Are you… wanting to break up with me?” He asked softly, obviously hurt.

“No. Never. I just - Stiles, I need to tell you something. I’m so sorry that I didn’t tell you when I found out but…” I trailed off. 

“What is it.”

“Stiles, I’m sick. Like, really sick. It’s a degenerative illness that basically rots my brain. Meaning eventually I’m going to forget you. Not only you but everything. All my friends, family, us. And it doesn’t stop there. The disease will keep eating away at my brain until I’m…” I take a deep breath too afraid to finish. 

“Does it hurt?” Stiles asks after a little while. I smile a soft yet broken smile and nod my head slowly. Stiles begins to cry as its finally sunk in. We had planned everything together. Where we were going to college, where we were going to live, our kids names, everything. “Where? Where are you hurting?” I brought his hand to my head and snuggle into it as his thumb wipes away my tears. 

“I’m so sorry Stiles. After everything with your mum I didn’t want to have to put you through something like this again. Which is why I have to go.” I whispered.

“What? No, you’re not leaving me. Please, (Y/N). I need you and you need me”.

“I don’t want you to remember me the way I’m going to be. I want you to remember me how I am now. I want you to remember our first kiss, our first date… our first other things” I giggles and he left out a laugh before sniffling and wiping away his tears.

“I love you so much” He whispered as he stared at me.

“I love you too.” I kissed him deeply. 

“But, surely theres something we can do. I can get Scott to give you the bite. He’d do it. You’re one of his best friends.”

“I wouldn’t want to force that upon him. And what would happen if it didn’t work? I’d die and everyone would carry around a guilt for the rest of their lives. Plus, I don’t want that life. After high school I want us to settle down and live peacefully. I don’t want to spend my whole life running.”

“Then why are you now?” Stiles whispered, hurt. I sighed.

“Stiles, I can’t put you through it. I love you too much.”

“And I love you too much to abandon you when you need me. Stay. Please.” I wrap my arms around Stiles’ waist and hug him tightly. 

Hey everyone! I’ve left it a little bit open ended for your imagination. You have no idea how much I just wanted to write something like ‘(Y/N) got the bite and it worked and they lived happily ever after’ but unfortunately thats not how all stories end. This scenario could be a real life issue for someone. My love goes out to not only everyone reading this but all those that are fighting. Keep fighting and stay strong xx

anonymous asked:

hello i'd like to have your opinion on 13rw. i can feel there's something wrong with this show but i can't exactly tell what it is. so i'd just like to hear your thoughts on it. i also have depression so i don't know if this means anything but still. anyway stay strong ily xx

Hey sweetheart! 

I want to start off by saying I haven’t seen the show in it’s entirety. I’ve seen some and read the book twice, but I didn’t watch the entire series as I was told that not only is it quite triggering, it hits on a few of my triggers and I particularly need to stay away from it.

I think the most obvious problem with it is Hannah herself. We’re focused on her beauty, through the entire series her beauty is fixated on. In the media depression is always the sexy teen girl who cuts her hair, all the boys love her, but she just doesn’t love herself, she’s the manic pixie dream girl. Hannah is this girl to the tee. 

Now the problem with this really isn’t not giving accurate representation, but rather displaying mental illness as something desirable. All the hot girls have depression. If you have anxiety you’re cute and quirky. To make boys like you, you should be mentally ill. Thirteen reasons why turns Hannah into the girl you want to be.

Another thing is the bathtub scene. The makers of Thirteen Reasons Why consulted mental health professionals on how to handle the topic and what to show and what not to show in order to have there be minimal damage. They were explicitly told, do not have a graphic suicide scene. Do not have graphic self harm scenes.

But they did. For the ratings. For the shock value. 

The scene in which Clay asks what’s on Hannah’s arms is a prime example of what NOT to do. Because young girls will emulate Hannah’s behaviour in the hopes someone will notice. In the hopes that their crush will care and swoop in the save them.

And finally, the show never showed what to do. It shows you what not to do. There is no representation of what should be done. Instead, it’s scaring people off reaching out in fear people will react the way they did in the show.

So yeah! I think thirteen reasons why is very very harmful for these reasons. The book did a much better job at handling it than the series, but neither did too well.

Hope this helped babe xx

I was stupid, so stupid {Wu Yifan}

Note: Ah sweetie I hope you’re feeling better now! {I’m sorry this request took so long for me to do.} I didn’t follow your request exactly, but I hope you still like it all the same. If you ever need anyone to talk to, my inbox is always open, or my messages. Please never hesitate to talk to me if you ever need to, you should never suffer alone. Anyway, here’s your scenario. Stay strong! Fighting~ Mimei xx❤ 

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Main Masterlist - EXO Masterlist

Originally posted by vvu-yi-fan

She closes the messages on her phone, unable to think straight, unable to speak. Tears are welling up her her glassy eyes, but no one’s there to see.

Anxiety is clinging to her, and coursing through her veins like it’s a virus in the bloodstream that she can’t seem to fight. It’s painful, and dark, but that’s how anxiety works. It’s a bitch, because it devours you in insecurity and wraps you up between four walls of isolation. And like a broken record, it plays over and over, reminding you that no one knows, and no one cares.

In the depth of loneliness and despair, what are you supposed to do? You’re clinging onto someone with dear life and love, but they don’t care if they lose you or not. They don’t care if you’re shattered inside, or that your eyes are shining but hiding a mass of suffering.

You pressed your head against the window, looking down at an unopened bottle of strong Russian vodka, and you laptop screen. Facebook was displayed, a clear image of a beautiful girl with the name you wanted to burn. She was beautiful in her pictures, but that couldn’t compare to the beauty she radiates in real life. You understood now why you boyfriend had cheated, she’s so beautiful, and you’re nothing, a meaningless shell with an empty soul.

You had stepped in from a horrible day of work to find that beautiful girl lay on your side of the bed, her naked body concealed by the now contaminated cover. There was no mistaking what had happened, even when your boyfriend blurted ‘it’s not what it looks like!’

But it was what it looked like, and now you’re alone back in your old bedroom in your parents house, pathetically wishing for change.

Your boyfriend had been a wish come true, like the prince charming of a fairytale. But you understand now that wishes come with a curse, and for someone to find happiness, the other must be cursed in exchange, it keeps the balance of the world right, you supposed.

Time passed slowly, your parents didn’t dare intrude when they could see what had so obviously happened without you even uttering a word to them. They didn’t talk to you, no, but they called someone who could, which brought the knock to your bedroom door.

“Go away, Mum. I’m not-” You started to say weakly at the light tapping.

“It’s me, {y/n}”

You were taken aback, hearing Kris’ soft voice was some sort of a calming effect. You spoke more softly now. “Alright, come in.”

The tall, brown haired man didn’t need to think twice. He stepped inside. His built up exterior too big for your door. He’s too tall, but his muscles make him seem even bigger. It’s hard to think he used to be shorter than you in your childhood. He used to be nerdy and scrawny. He’s still nerdy now, but scrawny can be thrown right off the cliff.

He might look big, and tall, but no intimidation could be pinned onto this man. He’s attractive, a wide smile that reaches his eyes. Beautiful, really. But today he’s not smiling quite so bright. He knows, you think, identifying the small almost pitying smile he wears, it’s half hearted and the corners of his lips are barely stretched.

“Hey, I heard you met a rough patch.” He says, making his own way to the mattress where you were sat.

“You could say that.” You respond. It’s harder to compose yourself now Kris is here. He’s always had his way of bringing out the emotional side of you, he’s the only one to see you cry.

“Come here, {y/n}” He knows what you need, and he pulls you into a hug, holding you closely in his arms, allowing the warmth of his body to surround you as he engulfed you in his arms.

“I was stupid, so stupid.” You whispered, tears finally spilling.

Kris didn’t say anything for a moment, just let the tear fall from your eyes as he hugged you close, running his fingers through the strands of your hair and pressing light kisses to the forehead and the temple of your head.

When you sobbing finally stopped, Kris pulled away and ran his thumb underneath your eyes, clearing the evidence of any tears. “Don’t cry, it’s not your style.” He smiled weakly, making you smile too.

“I just want to be me, but a happier version of me.” You explained, and he nodded.

“I know, and you will be. Bad times are temporary, you know? And I’m going to be there for you every step of the way.”

You smiled, leaning into his hand that was resting on your cheek. “I love you, Kris. You’re my best friend.”

“I love you too, {y/n}. Now come on, we’re going out.”

“Where? It’s like half eleven at night.”

“Just get your coat on.”

The rest of the night was spent in Kris’ car, driving around under the dark sky and city lights and talking about anything and everything that there is to say. The badness was finally draining, and happiness was regaining and even though times were still young, things were already looking a hell of a lot better…

anonymous asked:

I've tried to kill myself 4 times in my life. And even though I'm not suicidal anymore sometimes it's really hard not to cut myself. I jut hate myself a lot.

xx stay strong

anonymous asked:

i just wanted to let you know this blog's been a big help. my parents have been giving me a hard time after i came out as nb and every piece of support means the world to me. THANK YOU 🌈

Thank you ☺️We’re all here for you if you ever need someone to talk to. I know it’s hard from time to time but you’re gonna make it. Stay strong xx

anonymous asked:

Hey I know I'm just some random stranger who's opinion won't matter to you but I think you're really great and strong and wonderful and you can get through this I promise I hope you're okay just stay strong!! Xx

Hii, your opinion definitely does matter, you matter!! 💕💕💕 thank you so much, your kind words are most definitely appreciated beautiful person, thank you for sharing your love with me, it means a lot, I hope you have a wonderful life 🌸🌸🌸

anonymous asked:

I just wanted to say thank you for keeping your ask open for us. It so good to go to your blog and know you will be there to help us. I have struggled with a family member doing exactly what T.O.P did except she didn't make it. Reading about this is bringing back bad memories but I am following it because I need to know that someone can survive this... you being there helps because you aren't giving up hope. *sends virtual hugs if that is okay*

I’m sorry about your family member. I hope your family is doing ok.

I won’t give up hope. Of course, it was/is still a dangerous situation that needs to be monitored and doctors are trying to keep him in a healthy condition the best they can.

Just remember to stay strong xx

anonymous asked:

I dont want to live anymore. Im not actively suicidal but i just dont want to live anymore. Im alone all throughout the day and this is gonna be my whole summer. I've already relapsed on self harm. All my days consist of is lying in bed all day, reading, not eating, and self harming. Im very tired. Basic hygiene is too much work. I'm going to be alone & lonely all summer, i cant stand it. I have 0 friends. Im oh so very tired. Existing is too hard, dying is too easy.

keep going. i know it’s hard. I recently relapsed after more than 2 years of being clean. recovery isn’t a linear line. it has ups and downs. as for this summer, try your best. you got this. stay strong xx

overthinking-girlxx  asked:

Ich hab mich grad sowas von zugeschüttet, weil ich Angst vor der Schule morgen habe. (Bin 11 Klasse FOS) Müsste eig noch echt viel lernen, aber das kann ich jetzt vergessen. Würdest du auch eher zu sowas neigen, oder eher so diszipliniert sein und lernen? Stay strong xx

ich bin sehr streng zu mir selbst, ich erwarte sehr viel von mir und überanstrenge mich oft. Ich fange dann so an zu verzweifeln, dass ich zusammenbreche.
Fühl dich umarmt, ich wünsche dir morgen einen einigermassen angenehmen Tag und noch einen schönen Abend. Versuche schlafen zu gehen und morgen gehst du in die Schule mit dem Wissen, dass du hast, du kannst es jetzt sowieso nicht mehr ändern.

anonymous asked:

I know I'm not fat but I still want to lose 20 pounds so people would start to worry about me

try talking to someone, its not worth it trust me xx stay strong beautiful 💞

anonymous asked:

What are best Kdrama you suggest to watch (non classic) need something to make me laugh till I cry cause I'm very depressed

hmm try My love from another star, Strong woman dobongsoon, She was pretty, Goblin (there are some sad parts tho but i think its still worth it), Splash splash love, Oh my ghost, Shopping King Louis, or the 2 most recent ones that im watching are not that bad either Fight for my way and The best hit. I hope you get through whatever's happening in your life right now, stay strong love xx :) 

anonymous asked:

Your blog is gorgeous. I have been having a bit of a rough time at the moment, I have been clean (cocaine and heroin) for about a year and a half and I am trying real hard to stay that way. Your blog helps, helps me to see the calm and good in the world. Makes the want to ruin my sobriety less prominent. So thank you so much for existing

Thank you so so much! Hearing this makes me very happy.
I’ll always be here to blog and to talk to.
You are so strong and you can be so incredibly proud of yourself! Stay strong xx
Sending lots of love and good vibes your way.

goldenlifevsgutter1996  asked:

HELLO MON BON DON DAN i wanna tell you that i think you are beautiful. like no matter what you are beautiful. inside and out. yknow most people are probably right when they say its muscle but its much more than that. your stomach holds all these important organs that you need to survive! so i guess thats pretty cool right! pls dont ask me where i got that fact. it doesnt matter how you look dancing. it matters that you dance! like seriously get out there and do the thing! stay strong mon! <3 xx

hello molly
thank you. im gonna sit down and drink tea and then cry in the shower for about half an hour.
also why did you call me dan lmao

anonymous asked:

I can't believe to comprehend how someone could want to insult you that way. You're kind and smart and cute and sure as hell don't deserve that person's shitty behaviour. Stay strong xx

thanks so much pancake! they’re just being immature and i’ve dealt with people who are cowardly enough to send anonymous hate so don’t worry about me i’m alright😊