Don’t fake an orgasm for a guy, let him know his dick game weak as hell
i really hate seeing children at gay rallies. in most cases, they don’t understand what they’re doing and what they’re promoting. i think most children are pressured into going to gay rallies by their parents and, therefore, pressured into believing in gay marriage.
i really hate seeing children in churches. in most cases, they don’t understand what they’re doing and what they’re promoting. i think most children are pressured into going to churches by their parents and, therefore, pressured into believing in a magic man in the sky who will send them to hell if they touch themselves or eat shrimp.
Wut. Lol BOOM. TRUTH MUTHA FUCKAS
have you considered that maybe i am not pleasant?
maybe i wear lipstick so that
you will see my pretty pink mouth
wrapping around a coffee cup lid
and be distracted enough not to notice
that i am intelligent and powerful;
maybe i draw my brows into high arches
so you will look at my unimpressed skepticism
and overlook my spiteful glare
as a trick of my silly, girlish routine.
maybe i wear my heels so high and thin
so that i grasp your attention with the sway of my hips
as i listen to the click-clack-click against the floor
and know that if you should try to overpower me
i walk on sharpened knives.
maybe when i laugh at your worthless jokes
i am really baring my fangs
waiting patiently for the day
that i sink them into your neck.
i am not made of porcelain pleasantries;
you will find that these things are my armor
to keep you at a distance
so you do not step on me and shatter
my fragile control.
i am not a husk — i am not wilting.
i am turning my head
so that the fire blazing through my eyes
does not catch on the accelerant of your sweaty palms
and burn your bones to dust.
i am not your pretty girl;
i am a fury, a faerie, a phoenix —
a forest of werewolves and wendigos
that will carve out your chest
so that the next time i paint my pretty pink lips
i will taste the copper tang of your dying breaths.
20 places that don’t look real (part 2)
14.Salar de Uyuni-Bolivia
17.Tunnel of love-Ukraine
18.Wisteria flower tunnel-Japan
19.Zhangye Danxia landform-China
20.Zhangya Danxia Landfrom 2-China
The first one looks like Paradise Falls.
Via Sweet Apple Tree
“When the Japanese repair broken objects, they aggrandize the damage by filling the cracks with gold. They believe that when something has suffered damage and has a history, it becomes more beautiful.”
Do You Love Someone With Depression?
If you have a partner or are close to someone who struggles with depression, you may not always know how to show them you love them. One day they may seem fine, and the next they are sad, distant and may push you away. It is important that you know that as a person who is close to them and trusted by them, you can help your friend or partner have shorter, less severe bouts of depression. Mental illness is as real as physical illness (it is physical actually, read more about that here) and your partner needs you as much as they would need to be cared for if they had the flu.
Your relationship may seem one-sided during these times, but by helping your partner through a very difficult and painful affliction, you are strengthening your relationship and their mental health in the long term.
1. Help them keep clutter at bay.
When a person begins spiraling into depression, they may feel like they are slowing down while the world around them speeds up. The mail may end up in stacks, dishes can pile up in the sink, laundry may go undone as the depressed person begins to feel more and more overwhelmed by their daily routine and unable to keep up. By giving your partner some extra help sorting mail, washing dishes or using paper plates and keeping chaos in check in general, you’ll be giving them (and yourself) the gift of a calm environment. (I’m a fan of the minimalist movement because of this, you can read more about that here.)
2. Fix them a healthy meal.
Your partner may do one of two things when they are in a depressed state. They may eat very little, or they may overeat. In either case, they may find that driving through a fast food restaurant or ordering a pizza online is just easier than fixing a meal. Eating like this, or neglecting to eat will only degrade your partner’s health, causing her to go deeper into her depression. Help your loved one keep her body healthy, and her mind will follow. This is a great article that talks about the “Brain Diet” which can help the symptoms of depression, and this article talks about how our modern diet could contribute to the recent rise in depression. Here is a recipe for a trail mix that is quick to make and has mood-boosting properties.
3.Get them outside.
The benefits of getting outside for a depressed person are huge. And it is possibly the last thing on earth your partner will want to do. Take them to be somewhere in nature. Pack a picnic and lie in the sun, take a leisurely hike or plant a garden. Being barefoot in the dirt, or “earthing” helps ground the body and reverse the effects of living in a world of emf’s, and digging in soil can actually act as an antidepressant, as a strain of bacterium in soil, Mycobacterium vaccae, triggers the release of seratonin, which in turn elevates mood and decreases anxiety. Sunshine increases Vitamin D production which can help alleviate depression. My friend Elizabeth wrote an excellent post about Vitamin D and its link to depression here. For more information about other sources of Vitamin D, this is a great post as well as this.
4. Ask them to help you understand what they’re feeling.
If your partner is able to articulate what they are going through, it will help them and you better understand what you are dealing with, and may give insight into a plan of action for helping your partner. Also, feeling alone is common for a depressed person and anything that combats that feeling will help alleviate the severity and length of the depression.
5. Encourage them to focus on self-care.
Depressed people often stop taking care of themselves. Showering, getting haircuts, going to the doctor or dentist, it’s all just too hard, and they don’t deserve to be well taken care of anyway in their minds. This can snowball quickly into greater feelings of worthlessness since “Now I’m such a mess, no one could ever love me”. Help your loved one by being proactive. Tell them “I’m going to do the dishes, why don’t you go enjoy a bubble bath?” can give them the permission they won’t give themselves to do something normal, healthy and self-loving.
6. Hug them.
Studies show that a sincere hug that lasts longer than 20 seconds can release feel-good chemicals in the brain and elevate the mood of the giver and receiver. Depressed people often don’t want to be touched, but a sincere hug with no expectation of anything further can give your partner a lift.
7. Laugh with them.
Telling a silly joke, watching a comedy or seeing a stand up comedian will encourage your partner to laugh in spite of herself. Laughing releases endorphins and studies show can actually counteract symptoms of depression and anxiety.
8. Reassure them that you can handle their feelings.
Your partner may be feeling worthless, angry and even guilty while they are depressed. They may be afraid that they will end up alone because no one will put up with their episodes forever. Reassure them that you are in the relationship for the long haul and they won’t scare you away because they have an illness.
9. Challenge their destructive thoughts.
A depressed person’s mind can be a never-ending loop of painful, destructive thoughts. “I’m unlovable, I’m a failure, I’m ugly, I’m stupid”. Challenge these untruths with the truth. “You’re not unlovable, I love you. You aren’t a failure, here are all the things you’ve accomplished.”
10.Remind them why you love them.
Look at pictures of happy times you’ve had together. Tell them your favorite things about them. Reminisce about your relationship and all the positive things that have happened, and remind your partner that you love them and they will get through this.
(via The Darling Bakers)
"Black Out Days" —- Phantogram [on repeat]
I’m not sure why, but I’m feeling a wave of emotional nausea over you. I was just on my friend’s page, leaving him a silly post and that’s when it caught my eye… your name. There you were, below an old post of mine that you commented on. You blocked me, of course, but that one thumbnail was all I needed to see. There you are. Who’s that girl? My stomach is lurching at this point and I literally, physically, feel ill. I don’t know who she is and its bothering me. Why is her smiling face bothering me? Why is YOUR smiling face bothering me? Why is it that every time in my life that I think I’m okay, something comes along, stabs me in the chest, and reminds me of how weak I can be? I don’t want to know. A friend? Or for fuck’s sake… another girlfriend? Do you call and text her on the phone that’s still on my plan? Do you call her “baby” and give her the same little half smile before you turn out the lights and… jesus fucking christ. I’m literally feeling my heart claw its way up my throat. I see the way your eyes look in that picture. I know them better than you do. Can you even look at them anymore without seeing me in them? I only see myself in mine. I’m to scared to pick up the phone and ask you how you are. I’m too afraid that I’ll vomit if I even start to dial your number. I don’t need you anymore! I DONT FUCKING NEED YOU ANYMORE. You called me heartless, told me that I treated people like objects. Yeah? That wasn’t me. Is that what you want? Because I’ll give it to you. GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY LIFE BECAUSE YOURE NOT WORTH THE TROUBLE I GO THROUGH BREATHING EACH DAY. I have found a place in someone else’s arms. Arms that held me long before they even touched me. Here I am, back to the same punk bitch that I was before I met you and you changed me. And dammit I am finally happy. I feel freer than I have ever before. I haven’t need my anxiety medicine since you’ve been gone. I haven’t cried myself to sleep all but once and it was because of physical pain. I haven’t even thought twice about if you still loved me. But here I go… you don’t love me and I don’t love you. You wouldn’t even try to be my friend. And when I lay in his bed at night, there is music. Its in me, around me and his heartbeat is the sweetest sound of all. He was there when no one else was. He was the first person to tell me I was beautiful without even opening his mouth. I hope you still look at my page and miss me. I know you probably still lay awake and listen to my old voicemails. I know you’ve kept the things I gave you. You still sleep on the sheets my mother gave you because I begged her to help you. I now spend my weekends sleeping as music surrounds me in his room. And god dammit I feel so perfect. All I know is that I saw that thumbnail of you and it fucked me up inside. Why? Because I don’t know. And I don’t think I ever did.