This says a lot about people
It took me so long to realise it was the same girl each time hahah shit
i’m the type of person who will miss you to death but won’t do anything about it because i don’t want to seem like the desperate one
if someone says, “it’s getting hot in here” and your immediate reaction isn’t, “SO TAKE OFF ALL YOUR CLOTHES” you have lived your life wrong
Stand Like This for 2 Minutes Per Day
No, for real, though—this is a thing. Not sure about the science behind it, but it makes me feel fancy and powerful regardless. I highly recommend it.
There actually is legit science behind this. In fact, here’s an entire TED Talk about the science behind it, and the confidence-related chemicals that your brain produces JUST BY YOU STANDING LIKE THIS.
Wow. I haven’t even bothered to get on Tumblr in ages… I actually think I’ll try to start spending time on here again. I’ve realized that stuff on here is depressing or whatever… but it’s up to me to relate to it without feeling upset or any more depressed. Anyways… Thank you to every person who’s ever interacted with me on here. No matter how. Thank you. I’ll be spending my time on here more often. You’re never alone. Never. Remember that. Oh and shout-out to my penpals. I’ve been awful. That’s going to change. I promise. I’ll contact you when I wake up.
Night everyone! I’ll be back later!
Tumblr is the only social media account I have kept through these past few months, but I haven’t been logging on very much (and by very much I mean like at all). I now realize that I shouldn’t avoid Tumblr. Tumblr is a completely different social networking site than Facebook and Twitter (those were the only other accounts I had). Even the “negative” posts aren’t even that negative… They’re just relatable in a bad-mood kind of way. I never feel like no one understands how I feel on Tumblr, and I don’t feel a need to be fake and only show my positive side on Tumblr. I don’t really know my followers in real life, but they seem more genuine and more like friends than any of the people from my school that I was connected with on Facebook and Twitter. I can’t explain how grateful I am for a place where no one needs to know my story to understand how I feel. Nobody needs to know why. They see a post about being depressed and some of them reblog it because they understand how I feel. They don’t pester me for an answer to why I feel that way, and there aren’t any family members to harass me about if I’m okay or not (that just makes you feel worse, doesn’t it?). There are just people who get how I’m feeling and let me know I’m not alone by reblogging it. And when I reblog something from someone, I hope he/she knows that I understand how he/she feels and that he/she is not alone either. Thank you, Tumblr, for giving me a place to go during these hard times. Knowing that someone understands how I feel without knowing my story and knowing that despite not knowing my story that person still supports me is amazing. I am so grateful. Maybe I’m just having a weird moment, but I just wanted to say thank you to all of my followers and to everyone else on Tumblr as well. I hope you all have a great day because all of you deserve to have a great day. If you ever need someone to vent to or talk to or anything like that, I’m here for you. I just want all of you to know that. Always. I’m always here for you. I promise. You’re not alone, especially not in the worst times.
no motivation november
Looks like I wasn’t very missed. Anyways, for those who care to know, I got a tattoo, started making my own jewelry (plugs/earrings), got severely ill, had a birthday (I am no longer a teenager!), got a Nook (for my birthday), have been interning, and managed to hate school even more than I thought I already did (which was practically impossible to top).
Stay fresh, my fantastic followers. I’m going to go be a worthless lump on my bed because I feel like total crap today (again).
my greatest struggle in life is deciding between just reading my favorite books over again and reading books i haven’t read before
like there are so many books in the world but also there is no such thing as reading a favorite book too many times