So ill I don’t even want food just tea lots and lots of tea and my bed although I want sleep :( damn viral infection
Inside and out.
I want to go back to being my old spontaneous self. The girl how walked around with a constant smile that brightened strangers days.
I want fun and to love my life again and do what I love.
Hate that I have to write about this subject here and pollute my otherwise rather upbeat & chirpy young blog page but after failing to fit what I wanted to say within the confines of a tweet I’ve decided to ventilate here instead.
As of today we all feel pure abhorrence for Ian Watkins and the ‘mothers
Since when is sex the “ultimate” form of love and why do we all just take this as gospel?
The foundation of the sexually repressed argument is that we shouldn’t “sleep around” because sex is losing its meaning. And why does it have a universal meaning, as in, when did we all agree that sex is the absolute pinnacle of a demonstration of love?
The more that I think about it, the more I realize that if you need to use sex to demonstrate LOVE, you obviously don’t have the tools to communicate effectively. Love isn’t about a slow moving penis going in and out of your vagina while someone softly strokes your hair and tells you they love you over and over. Saying ‘I love you’ isn’t loving someone either. Anyone can do that with absolutely no effort. It’s simple and basic and common. Showing your love for someone isn’t flowers, spouting cliches or over-priced rocks given to impress strangers.
People fake love every day. ‘I love you’s and sex within a committed relationship doesn’t mean shit if you can’t adequately make someone feel enchanted. Because guys, if you haven’t made a woman feel like she’s floating, then you haven’t loved her correctly. Love is instilling emotions. Giving comfort and security by the truth of your actions. Looking into someone so close and so perfect that they know they could trust you with their life. To make someone feel home in your arms.
You don’t get that with words. You don’t get that with buying things. And you certainly don’t get that with a penis in a vagina.
Stop being lazy and learn how to clearly demonstrate your feelings. Because real motherfuckers know it is strength that allows you to be open and vulnerable.
That is, if you truly love someone.Christopher Gutierrez (via shinyyy)
This blog has never been for a specific topic. It has been about my interests and any given time, things I become obsessed with and I always want this blog to move along with me.
For the last year and a half my main concern was weight loss and dieting and as such my blog produced these concerns in pictures and words.
Recently my ways of thinking have changed I have gone from wanting a enviable runway model size thigh gap and bones everywhere to being able to hit the gym every other day to tone up and build my muscles.
Now don’t get me wrong I still have body
hangups and I am working to fix them for myself but I feel ok in my skin. Im ok with being 5’4 and pale, i can’t change that but I know what I want now.
I want to be toned,I want cuves, i want to fill out my lingerie and look sexy as hell in them.i dont want to constantly worry if other people care about my size, I don’t want an unnatural boney figure it’s not my body type.
It’s taken me from age 13 in high school to the age of 23…10 year to realise im totally fine just being me.