tainted-feelings reblogged

fightforyourpulse

You can Ask💖

Sunrise or sunset?
Are you mentally ill?
Are you physically ill?
What is the most expensive thing you have bought?
Do you have a job?
Are you in school?
Are you a dropout?
Are you in college?
Introvert or extrovert?
What do you think when you look at your body?
What have others said when they look at your body?
Do you have a particular song that you feel deeply?
Talk about a time in your life where you have felt most alive?
Are you confident wearing a bikini?
Can you look people in the eyes while talking?
Has anything terrible happened to you?
Has anything wonderful happened to you?
Favorite part of your personality?
Least favorite part of your personality?
Favorite part of your body?
Least favorite part of your body?
Favorite quote?
Do you have friendships with all genders?
Do you have a good relationship with your father?
Do you have a good relationship with your mother?
Do you have a good relationship with your siblings?
Have you ever been hurt physically or mentally by a family member?
Have you ever had a near death experience?
Do you know anyone who has taken their own life?
Have you ever tried to take your own life?
Biggest lie you have told?
Do you follow any conspiracies?
Do you believe in a New World Order?
Do you respect your government and the way your country is run?
Is there currently any strife in your country?
Have you ever been displaced within your country?
Are your friendships healthy?
Are you currently fighting with a friend?
Are you jealous of a friend? Why?
Do you believe in the Illuminati?
Do you think any celebrities are associated with the Illuminati? Who?
How can people tell you are nervous?
How can people tell you are sad?
Do you ever express your true feelings?
Regrets in your life?
Achievements in your life?
What did people say about you in school?
What did you say about people in school?
Is there something you have never told anyone?
Have you committed an illegal act?
If you had two days to spend one million dollars how would you spend it?
What were your aspirations at age 5, 10, 15, 18?
Describe your first kiss? Was it how you imagined?
Growing up were you in a wealthy, average, or low income household?
Are you from a broken marriage?
Have you been raised by a solo parent?
Do you know both your parents?
What colour eyes, hair and skin do you have?
Have you abused drugs or alcohol?
What languages can you speak?
Do you conform to your societies standards?
Do you cry often?
Do you tell people what you think of them?
Are you comfortable accepting compliments?
Are you comfortable giving compliments?
Is any mental illness hindering your life?
Is any physical illness hindering your life?
Do you keep up with current events?
What’s the latest news in the world you have heard/read?
What have you done today?
Do you sleep well?
Do you sleep badly?
Have you ever hurt anyone because you were hurting?
Has anyone ever hurt you because they were hurting?
Have you ever had to end a friendship/relationship? Why?
Have you ever stopped someone from hurting themselves?
Has anyone ever stopped you from hurting yourself?
Do you like your laugh?
Are you preparing for an apocalypse? And what kind?
Do you have any funny family stories?
Are you religious?
Do you like to watch true crime shows or movies?
Are you interested in cults?
Would you like to raise a family in your country?
List some things you wanted in your childhood but never got?
Is there a large age gap between you and a sibling?
Are you from a blended family?
Do you believe in marriage? Why/Why not?
What is the nicest thing anyone has said to you?
Do you keep a journal?
Would anyone be hurt by reading it?
Do you have children?
Have you been pregnant?
List your favorite movies?
List your favorite people?
Talk about the birthmarks and scars on your body?
Do you look after yourself?
Do you put yourself or others first?
Are you happy today?
Are you loved?

toxic-obsessions

ask me some? lonely and glum night tonight and idk what to do with myself

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redeemedmind

wnq-writers

I can’t understand why emptiness is the heaviest feeling of all.

seangctn (via wnq-writers)

Source: wnq-writers.com

tainted-feelings reblogged

redeemedmind

darkestshadesofbluee

you think you’re ok until you’re up at 3am crying about everything and nothing all at once

I think I need someone (via hereyeswereempty)

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kushandwizdom

fyp-philosophy

The future is a concept, it doesn’t exist. There is no such thing as tomorrow. There never will be, because time is always now. That’s one of the things we discover when we stop talking to ourselves and stop thinking. We find there is only present, only an eternal now.

Alan Watts

(via fyp-philosophy)

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redeemedmind

moon-quotes

Don’t think about what can happen in a month. Don’t think about what can happen in a year. Just focus on the 24 hours in front of you and do what you can to get closer to where you want to be.

Eric Thomas (via moon-quotes)

tainted-feelings reblogged

redeemedmind

wnq-writers

When I think about us, I think of the happiest moments: the laughing and the coffee and the kissing. But what I always forget about is the disappointment and anxiety and inadequacy. And that’s what I should remember. I should remember how you made me feel so awful inside - the type of feeling that is brutally and unapologetically corrosive. But for some reason, I always find a reason to think about the laughing and the coffee and the kissing. It’s difficult paradox to understand. I will never understand how someone so awful can also give me the illusion of wholeness and a future. I will also have never understand why I also am hopeful about him and us.

scattrdglitter (via wnq-writers)

Source: wnq-writers.com

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timid

theinquisitiveminx

Baby, love yourself like you’re not waiting for someone else to do it.

Excerpt from for my future daughter by the amazingly talented Y.Z. (via soulsscrawl)

broadcastings

(via broadcastings)

tainted-feelings reblogged

alexander

oddness

things i’m good at:

not answering texts/chats
getting my hopes up
daydreaming
being awkward
pissing people off
sleeping

tainted-feelings reblogged

bulletproofatbest

i picked up the twentyone pilots album expecting to hear a group of well-trained flight directors say “please fasten your seatbelts” over and over but instead theyre—get this— some alternative rock band. cant trust anyone anymore

tainted-feelings reblogged

done

my 2015 aesthetic: working towards goals, sticking to skincare routine, drinking enough water, minding my own business, radiating love & positivity

tainted-feelings reblogged

timid

felifeltfrog

You shouldn’t point out things about people’s appearances if they can’t fix it in ten seconds.

Something my sister said once, that’s become an important thing to me (via legally-undead)

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heart

shesaware

i dont trust people who can look good with messy hair

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heart

br-o-ken-poetry

When I was five, and romance didn’t exist, I was a boy, and I was friends with a girl, and it didn’t matter, because why would it? We did everything together a normal couple of friends would do together, until we grew a little more and went on to different schools and didn’t see each other anymore.

So then I was eight. I was still a boy, and I was friends with a different girl now. She was confident and clever and bold, and we played games together during the lunch hour and went to each others houses after school.

“You fancy her,” the other children would say. I’d frown, say of course I didn’t, and why would I? We were friends, and that’s all. So we ignored the comments and carried on as we were, until her mother wouldn’t let me go to her birthday parties, because I’d be the only boy, and that would be “inappropriate”.

We didn’t stay in touch after school. I cried, when she didn’t respond to my letters - because I didn’t understand. Years of friendship: did it mean nothing to her? And then I’d remember her mother, and I’d realise what the problem was. I was a boy, and she was a girl. That was all there was to it.

So then I was twelve, I was friends with boys because I was a boy, and I only wanted someone to spend time with at lunch. But according to them, every girl I spoke to was a friend-with-benefits, and eventually I drifted away from them because I wasn’t interested in talking about sports and sex and risk-taking like they seemed to be. Instead, I talked to girls.

So then I was fifteen, and my friendship group was entirely female. I got called gay, a lad, a player, and all sorts of other things by almost everyone: boys and girls alike - but I ignored them. I liked being friends with girls, so what was the problem? Live and let live, I thought.

So one day I invited a friend over to the fair in town with me, and she came, and we enjoyed the day together without any hassle at all. Going back to school, however, changed that.

“Did you hear they fucked behind the public toilets,” people were saying. “They went on a date together.”

I said that wasn’t true - I didn’t have feelings for her that way.

“But you obviously fancy her,” they replied.

“No,” I told them, truthfully. “I don’t.”

Shortly afterwards, the girls I was friends with all organised a party, which I wasn’t invited to.

“It’s a sleepover,” they said. “Girl stuff.”

“Oh,” I said. “Okay. Girl stuff.”

They used that expression a lot over the next few years. Trips to the cinema - going out together… And eventually I realised that I was an outsider. They didn’t tell me things anymore. I wasn’t let in on their secrets, and if I ever asked, I’d be told I wouldn’t understand - and it was inappropriate I should ask.

So I stopped asking, and my friends drifted further and further away. I never understood why I was an outsider, until I saw a picture of them at the prom I didn’t bother going to, because I knew I would have no one to go with. There were my friends in the pretty dresses I’d helped them choose, with a guy in the centre of the picture, in a smart suit and slicked back hair. That would have been me, if I’d gone. And it always will be.

And then I realised why I could never be as close with them as they are with each other. I’m a guy. And they are girls. It’s as simple as that. Guys never understood me being friends with girls, but that was fine, because the girls were okay with it. But on the day the girls stopped seeing me as just a person they could be friends with, everything changed.

And so here I am. I’m eighteen. I am not gay, actually: nor am I romantically interested in any of my friends. What I do know is, that we’re about to go on a group holiday together, and I’ve been told not to even come into the corridor outside their room whilst they’re getting changed, in case the door swings open and I “see something I shouldn’t” - as if I’d actually care, or be the kind of guy who watched for that sort of thing. And I’ve realised it doesn’t matter how nice I am, no girl is ever going to see me as an equal. I will always be a guy, to them. And they will always be a girl.

And guys and girls can never be “just friends”, right? There always has to be something more. Whether I want it or not, there always has to be that potential.

“Going on holiday with three ladies are you?” the ticket seller asked me. “Fair enough…”

And I said nothing, because I was sick of saying “not in that way”. I was tired of telling people that I wasn’t interested in the girls I was friends with. I was bored of trying to be seen as just a friend in their eyes, too. And if even they couldn’t see me as an equal, how could anyone else ever believe me, when I told them boys and girls could just be friends?

So don’t tell them my gender doesn’t isolate me. Because it does. And don’t complain to me about being in the friend zone. Because I’ve been fighting to get there all my life.

br-o-ken-poetry

I’m reblogging this post again, because I can, because I still believe in it, and so that people can see why the haters who have been jabbing at me are wrong.

THIS IS NOT ATTACKING GIRLS. THIS IS ATTACKING THE GENDER BARRIER. IT CAN BE APPLIED BOTH WAYS. PLEASE DON’T MAKE RUDE ASSUMPTIONS. THANK YOU.