I found this post while looking at a friends blog and it seriously made me sick to my stomach. Because I know how much people can embrace this message. I know what this kind of thing does to people. It’s a fucking LIE, and people are believing it.
In order to fight this lie, I made a couple of my own motivational pictures. Please reblog them and spread the word about true stength.
via laugh-addict
Will always reblog.
I woke up because I got startled by something. I don’t know what, but now I’m on super edge and feel like I’m forgetting something…
What if it was The Silence?
Now I’m scared.
I’ve been trying to use fuse beads and I was getting pretty good at it until I got home. My iron is the devil.
I was just happily makin some pokemon when I decided I should iron it to make it all nice. But no my iron growled and hissed at me and nearly burned the wax paper.
I think I’ll just buy an iron tomorrow….a nice little cheap one.
I call bullshit.
(via psychofactz)
You really just wanna make me break down and cry don’t you?
You just played this song 2 songs ago…You asshole.
Oh and also, thanks for reminding me it’s mother’s day soon…
Dick.
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I have decided to make Connor a cd of some songs, only thing is I’m making it with songs that make me think of him or our relationship and I’m going to write a little description on why it is…
I hope he likes it.
what the actual fuck.
oh my GOD
This is why I don’t want to be white.
this is me
OH NOOOOOOOOOOOOO
*face palm* This is why I fear the next generation of kids…
(Source: blackwaxx, via oppositesdistractt)
This song has been stuck in my head for the past 2 weeks.
It’s kinda how I’ve been feeling after going to the doctor and being told that my genetics are going to give me trouble as I grow older.
I just want to be healthy, is that so much to ask?
I finally watched 50/50…wasn’t a good idea for me at all.
I ugly cried a whole lot.
Still a great movie and I’m thinking of buying it just so I have a good cry movie that I can somewhat relate to.
There was one line in the movie that just hit me like a ton of bricks and that was “I’m just so tired of being sick.” I sobbed because I know exactly how that feels.
I’m still waiting on my test results and want them to come in asap so I don’t have to keep wondering about what might be wrong with me. I have so many emotions right now it’s not even funny.
I don’t remember much of yesterday. I had 10 vials of blood taken. That’s right, 10. All I remember is going to the doctors, getting told I might have a new deficiency that will give me an even higher chance of getting breast cancer (since I didn’t have a high enough chance) and so we wanted to do all the tests to make sure my body wasn’t actually going to just give out on me.
What I also remember is doing my best not to cry while I waited to get registered into the hospital(cause that’s where my doctor is) so they could do tests and the lady who registered said I had a beautiful smile and that because of my positive attitude would get me far in life. I wanted to reach across and give her a hug for making me feel a little better about the hell I went through. The nurse who took my blood was also super nice and tried to make me laugh and said she was surprised at how many vials my doctor ordered. I at some point after that went to Connor’s house and hung out with his family even though I looked high/sick as hell and couldn’t keep my head up so my babu let me rest my head on him and would occasionally just wrap his arm around me so I didn’t have to hold my head up on my arm.
I really do love that boy, so much more than he will ever know. Just the little things like that make me realize how lucky I am to have him.
Now I have to wait for the test results and see if any of them will make sense to me in the first place. I just want this to be over with so I can live my life like a normal person…is that so much to ask for? For a life where I’m not always in physical pain?
