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According to that chart I'm obese.
According to another chart I'm average. According to yet another chart, I'm underweight. I don't understand. >_> |
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Don't stress about it. |
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Today is another one of those days that would've been nice if I didn't have those little moments of angstiness where I just hate everyone and want to crawl up into a hole. ]:
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Today... I realized some terrible things about my personality that have been annoying some people on here. Now I feel like I should never show my face, but I will. Not so much attention seeker...
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A least, you came early, Depression. At least you didn't get my hopes up.
i feel like self harming |
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hZjRMa7Pmj4 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9bWrLEL_hgo http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FV-HPOHu8mY http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hTgnDLWeeaM listen to happy music for the rest of the day (unless a non-happy song actually makes you feel better). just try. I felt like self-harming yesterday but I didn't. You can, too. *hugs* |
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I really hope it all gets better. You are allowed to be optimistic, you know.Please don't. Stay strong. |
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Well, I guess that's what you get when you veg out for months and months without much exercise. Loss of muscle mass. Ugh. Well, then. *slinks off to eat something and do some push-ups* |
Okay, so I just decided to do this since I just really need to let my heart out on this one topic. It's about my love life. When I say that, most people would be like, you? love life? same sentence? what?! But, it's true. So I'm just gonna keep typing what happened and if you feel like reading and replying then, okay, but I'm really just doing this so I can let it all out. You know what I'm saying? Oh, and I'm putting it in like a story format sorta thingy, so um yeah.
Here we go: So it all started when I was in sixth grade and I liked this guy (we will call him Arty [That's not his real name, btw]). He liked me back and he was in seventh grade. Well, I became quiet close to him and his younger sisters and our parents became good friends. So then, when I was in seventh grade, we didn't really talk much and he started dating this girl and they had a good relationship and about at the end of the school year they broke up. During this whole thing I was kind of jealous because I had known him for two years already. Well, in eighth grade wee still didn't talk much until the end of the year, or this passed summer, when my church youth group went to Disneyland for a day. During that day, he was being really sweet and we getting closer and he would push my hair our of my face and stuff like that. Well, during summer we got closer and closer and then when school started, we started getting farther and farther. So, this past Christmas I got him a present, right? Well, New years eve comes and my family and a whole bunch of other families that we're friends with went to their house for new years eve. He ditched me and his sisters and my friend to go upstairs and hang out with my other friend while she watched the kids. I don't even think he knew he broke my heart, but he did. And she didn't know that I liked him, either so I really can't blame either of them. Well that's my story. It's funny 'cause the first song that I heard in the new year that same night was Try by Pink, and it really reminds me of my situation. It was TOTALLY by coincidence. Uuuurgh. Well thanks if you read this and responded. Sorry if you think it's random babbling. It's probably written like random babbling. |
i'm not okay
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hmmm, weird |
That person in your class who you just want to smack in the face with a brick.
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I refuse to accept any other possibility for my friends. *hugs* |
Just wanted to let you guys know that I've lost three inches off my hips! :D I'm so proud of myself for dieting and I can't wait until I can be even more proud!
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This hat would be SO useful.
http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m9...ddnno1_500.gif XD Kidding. Awesome GIF, though. |
nostalgia.
dont come. D: I remember that kid... ...but I know it is over now... Why couldnt she be the same age as me? |
what the f*ck is wrong with me
what the f*ck and why seriously i don't earlier today i was thinking i'd sort of like to just tell someone everything. my 'darkest secrets', the things i kind of try to hide in the farthest part of myself. then i thought i'd rather keep it inside and hide it and never let it see the light of day and hope it asphyxiates (and the 'secrets'—only one's actually dark, and I've mentioned it. the other is pretty much only dark because of how much self-hate surrounds it.) |
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There's nothing wrong with you! Don't be so hard on yourself. You're just going through an emotional low. It'll pass. Don't worry. It's not good to hold things inside, even if you initially think it will fix your problems. It won't. All it can do is either postpone the inevitable or make matters worse. Unfortunately, secrets can't just asphyxiate and be done away with. Don't hate yourself, Tredom, please please please don't....there's nothing about you TO hate! D: *hugs* You're funny and kind and intelligent and an incredible writer and friend. If you feel like venting, or want to get something off your chest...you can always come to me. You know that, right? <:^J |
did i just f*ck up again
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No one's perfect. No one's TOTALLY satisfied with themselves (except maybe narcissists). >_> We all hate ourselves from time to time. For being imperfect, for making mistakes, for not living up to our impossible expectations. We all want to be as good as Superman, but that's just not possible. I know that's a hard pill to swallow. (I still don't totally accept that for myself. But deep down, I know it's true.) You can only do what you personally have the capacity to do. If someone has a problem with that, then it's their problem, not yours. Why do you think something's specifically wrong with you, may I ask? :^/ |
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i didn't eff up as badly as i was afraid (terrified) of… I need to be more than what I feel capable of, though. eh, there are multiple reasons… |
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*hugs you so hard the world turns bright orange* Please, please try not to hate yourself… You're incredibly amazing and awesome and kind and amusing and so many people love you. You have no idea how amazing you are because you can't see yourself from the outside. You're not okay now, but I think you will be, eventually. If you ever want to tell me anything, you can… I love you. :/ *hugs again* |
YOU CAN'T JUST HIT ME FOR THINGS I DIDNT DO OH MY GOD YOU TALK ABOUT SELF CONTROL, BUT HONESTLY, YOU HAVE LIKE NONE AT ALL.
You've been using physical punishment as your choice as punishment for 13 years, and it hasn't been effective at all, what makes you think it will ever be? I'm thinking that you're just using it to vent your anger out, but I'm not your fucking property that you can just throw around and blame things on, I'm your freaking daughter, a human being. Get a punching bag, because I'm not yours. It's things like this that make me dig my nails into my skin as hard as I can until I have scratches all over my skin. |
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Don't scratch. Please. Go eat icing instead. Icing is such a beautiful thing. Or chocolate chips or an orange or something like that if you don't have any. |
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Don't scratch. Punch a wall or something, so there might be an illusion of harming something instead of yourself without harming anything at all. Of course, it's painful, but you get to feel pain as well as the illusion of harming something instead of really harming yourself :/ I'm not sure if I made sense. Quote:
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You are f***ing perfect, OK? *hugs* My inbox is open anytime you need to talk. Don't hate yourself. Please. |
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