i’m 16 and i still walk up the stairs with my hands how do they expect me to learn algebra
I thought you meant only on your hands and I was like, hell that’s way harder than algebra
nothing is harder than algebra
Wow what a dick turd. Yep I was right in my justification for not liking him.
Will never not reblog
this post > everything.
RIP to all those who committed suicide but nobody noticed or cared because they weren’t pretty or popular.
So much respect for this guy, seriously.
bullying is the worst ever. ALL types.
Hi, long hiatus whutttttt. I just wanted to write about the recent things that’ve happened lately because atm, I’m feeling very lucky and satisfied w life.
Around this time last year, I wrote a post about how hurt and upset I was. And more than anything, I think I lost a lot of hope and faith in myself and just lost even more self-esteem than the little I already had. I thought, at that time that I had lost the one person that I made my world and really became my everything. I remember sounding very depressed and pathetic and I’m really trying to stop myself from finding that post because that’s not me anymore. I’ve changed and I finally understand when people say “what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger”. I used to want to punch people who said that and that time will heal everything. But the truth is, time didn’t “heal” anything because I really didn’t need healing. I was just very lost and confused because I depended on someone to love me to make up for the love I didn’t even have in myself (if that even makes sense).
After my break up, I did lose sight of a lot of things like my goals and my own well-being. The first few weeks or months, it was the hardest. I clubbed at least twice a week because what better way to forget your ex than hook up with other boys right? Wrong. A few occasions I found myself drunk-dialling my ex and even crying outside the club like a whiny bitch because I was alone at the end of the day. So retail therapy, every girl’s solution to a broken heart right? Wrong. The fact that I spent a ton of money on “pity buys” didn’t make me feel any better. Then I found the one thing that helped me through the entire break-up and made me a better, more complete person - Loving myself. I really did channel most of my time surrounding myself with people who loved me and people who exuded the same energy as I did - That meant losing a lot of friends too - I cut out the people who didn’t matter, I cut out the people who never did, I cut out the fake, the bitchy, the DRAMA. And I focused on me. I surrounded myself with the best friends I could ever ask for. My best friend, Evonne, I really couldnt have done this without her. She was the only person that genuinely cared and didn’t try tough love on me like all my other friends did. Even though their intentions were good, tough love DOES NOT work on me.
A couple of months later, I met Manpreet, who turned out to be everything I’ve ever wanted in a guy and I realized the difference myself. During my relationship with my ex, Marc, it was basically lies, betrayal, uncertainty and anger. I swear I cried so much more during my relationship with him than after my relationship. In fact, as I’m writing this, I’m wondering if there was any truth in it because I honestly don’t even remember laughing or being happy. I think I just thought he was cute. But I was so insecure that I made him whatsapp me his location because he was always lying about where he was. Lol. I’m laughing at myself right now because this loser was the one I was crying for for weeks, that made me hate myself, hate love, hate life and just the thought of living. Not worth it.
I’ve been with Manpreet for the same duration I was with Marc so far now and there was never once, any doubt in my mind or heart that Manpreet would ever lie to me, cheat on me or give me any reason to believe that he isn’t faithful. He wants the same things I do and more. Oh right, and did I mention that Marc was still caught up on his ex when he was with me? Oh and did I mention that Marc is now trying to sweet-talk all his ex-girlfriends to get back together with him because “he regrets being a jerk and he would do anything to have you back again”. If any of Marc’s exs are reading this, did he say this to you? Me too!
Anyway, my point is, I proved myself wrong. It did get better, I got my shit back together, I became stronger w/ a clearer vision of who my real friends are and someone better came along.
My manicurist consoled me after my breakup with Marc by saying “one day you will thank him for leaving you”. From the bottom of my non-broken heart, thank you.
i get really happy when it’s not me who starts the conversation because that removes so much anxiety about whether i’m bothering the person or if they secretly hate me even if i know that’s not true
He is the fucking best
This is a valuable lesson
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why are we reblogging a picture of an empty hallway
REMEMBER, IF YOU’RE NOT GOING TO BE LEAVING THE HOUSE THERE IS ABSOLUTELY NO REASON TO CHANGE OUT OF YOUR PYJAMAS.
STAY COMFORTABLE, YOU DESERVE IT, YOU MAGNIFICENT BASTARD
Being sexually attractive to your significant other is a pretty big reason.
if your partner stops finding you attractive just cos you’re wearing pyjamas then they sound pretty shit anyway.