gillyperkygoth

tamorapierce:

owlmylove:

when i find stretch marks on my thighs i make a point of smooching them because they’re just doing their best at keeping the all-powerful immortal Being within me from ripping my mortal shell asunder in a blaze of heavenly glory and eviscerating the cosmos in my divine wrath

You know what?  You just changed an aspect of myself I’ve hated since ballet class in sixth grade.  Thank you!

perennialchild1

perennialchild1:

eyes-of-a-raccoon:

gibletish:

What’s worse? Being weak. Or seeming so strong that no one even thinks to ask what’s wrong.

Interesting food for thought… From a different standpoint, it may be that you are just “okay” all the time, in which case you are both weak and have the appearance…

Stoicism is abhorrent. It is an extremely unhealthy attitude and a breeding ground for multiple neuroses, because it affectively isolates a person from their support network, so their emotional needs can’t be communicated or met. It fosters resentment, too—the stoic will wonder why no one can just *tell* that they’re hurting. They’ll feel unloved, lonely, angry and misunderstood—they’ll exacerbate whatever problems they have while simultaneously removing any chance of receiving help. It’s unfortunate that stoicism is lauded as a heroic quality when too often all it does is cause unnecessary harm.

As a side note, people who seem “strong” by never showing weakness are unable to help others. People respond to empathy, people coming to them at their level, people who can understand their issues and won’t make them feel ashamed for having them. No one feels safe appearing weak in front of The Stoic. The worst things the people close to me have ever done is pretend that they didn’t have problems or stressors in their lives because it made me feel freakish for having them.

Weakness is normal, and can be overcome. Stoicism is poison.

sherokutakari
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officalsailoramerica:

musesandlovelydays:

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officalsailoramerica:

musesandlovelydays:

Guys, please I need your help. I know this isn’t Disneyland or DisneyWorld. It’s my dream college. I want to go to FIlm school, I want to become a director and it’s been my dream to become one. I have so much passion for film making It’s ridiculous. My dream college is over 1,101 miles away from where I live. At first my mother and I were not on the same perspective. She thought I was crazy and would never make it. However, the college called me and found interest in what I can do! I knew that was my chance, so I spoke to my mother again, and unfortunately she hardly agreed this time either. Then I thought of Tumblr, we got a kid to go to DIsneyland, and heck we got a girl a bird! So why not college? If this can get to over 100k notes she says she’ll get one step closer in letting me attend my dream college! I know this might be asking a lot but please help me show my mom that I can make it and chase after my dreams! One reblog can help so much! xx 

Please signal boost this everybody!

It takes two seconds, why wouldn’t I help you?