Girl ... You think I didn't try? I've read way worse things than your childish insults. Graduate school and lmk when you get better material.
Me: omG I LOST 3 POUNDS ;_;
My brain: great, next, die
My ed: hOLD A FUCKING SECOND, WHEN, WERE, HOW, WHO, WHAT¿ but you still fat gurl.
Me: -counting how much calories I ate last week and trying to anilize how I lost 3 pounds in a week after bingin' 2 times-
I know this has nothing to do with food or Ed's but I have to say this. If you are able to spare any money at this time, please send it to the Floyd's family and the group's pushing for change. It is cruel and unjust to allow a murderer walk away freely after what everyone in Minnesota has done. No one deserves to have their death broadcasted in that way. Everyone deserves to have their humanity stay with them. What Derek Chauvin did was murder. George was already apprehend, he was innocent and was on the ground. There was absolutely no reason for Derek to put HIS KNEE ON GEORGE'S NECK. Nowhere in the the cops training does it say that is a valid way to stop someone. Also, the other officers who stood silently and watched deserve to be charge. They could've saved an innocent man's life and they did nothing. So spread George's name. Spread everyone name who's life was taken in vain by this corrupt system that oppresses so many. There is so much new information being found with every new hour that passes by. Please try to use the platforms you have regardless of numbers. Please bring attention to this terrible murder.
Another thing that must be addressed, stop spreading videos of his death. There is no reason for an individual to share that video, I know its to spread awareness but you sharing his death that way makes it no better than snuff. It adds nothing to the conversation other than a surface level pity. Black people aren't something to show off in social media as a way to get you brownies points. They are individuals from various communities who have meaningful lives and deserve better than what this nation has in place for them. Stop posting his death, use your words to bring attention to the issues say his name. Don't let him be forgotten like so many other people who have died at police hands.
Also, if you plan on attending any of the protests, please protect yourself. Please take care of yourself. Wear solid colors, preferably all black and loose clothing. Try to get a size bigger and a basic black belt if you can. Your shoes should be inconspicuous. No intricate details, not flashy, and please try to avoid showing them to anyone before or after the protest. People have been found out because of what they are wearing. Please cover your eyes with glasses or goggles, USE A FACE MASK, we are still in the midst of a pandemic. Using goggles and a mask will not just help slow the spread of the virus but will also protect you from tear gas and flying projectiles. Carry a backpack with a bottle of water, to to flush out your eyes or anyone else's who has been affected by the gas. If you are not willing to fight but want the protests but want to do something good, help others. Take pictures and video of everything happening around you. Turn off your data, they can use it to track your location after the protest and can find out who you were and get you arrested.
Here are a few organization to donate to or brands that are willing to match the donations. There are many more but these are the only ones I have personally seen.
I miss my girlfriend so much
if my parents got money everytime they compare me with my brother, or everytime they minimize my problems, or everytime they made me feel less
they would be millionaire, but still wouldn´t buy things to their childs ´cause that´s not necessary 😍😍😍💕💕💕
Admitting you were abused is hard for whole multitude of reasons, but one that hit me most was the fact that I had to admit to myself that abusers have managed to really, really hurt me. Really badly. That all their efforts to get to me, to make me doubt myself, to make me hate myself, were successful, no matter how much I fought, and pretended not to be hit by it all. I didn’t manage to defend myself. I didn’t beat them. I got hurt. I couldn’t get out of there. I couldn’t get away from them. I continued to get hurt. For a long long time. I was at their mercy. They could have done anything to me. They did anything to me. Nobody stopped them. Nobody fought for me. Despite all my efforts to keep myself sane, to keep myself okay, I am filled with wounds and trauma and damage too vast to even asses. They got what they wanted. And I lost big parts of myself to it. I’ve been lying to myself when I tried to be okay. I wasn’t okay. I needed help. I wasn’t unbeatable. I wasn’t quite that strong. Humans aren’t made to be that strong. Humans aren’t made to survive in environment where they’re tortured and abandoned completely. I wasn’t made to withstand that either. I got broken. I lived in an illusion that this was okay. It wasn’t. I was scared. I was alone. I thought it was my fault. I could have died. It’s a miracle I’m still around.
Me: -Eats 53 calories more than 400-
My ed: bITCH WTF YOU'RE DOING, THAT IS GONNA AFFECT YOUR WEIGHT LATER, thAT'S WHY YOU STILL IN THAT WEIGHT
Me:
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It actually feels nice to tell my friends I'm not available on friday because I've got a date.
cAn ❣ yOu 💕 pLeAsE 💓 sToP 💞 aRGuiNg 💖 I´M 💘 StuDYinggGgG 💗
fast forward, now on: antipsychotics and antidepressants. hi, i use this account as a personal diary, please don't take me seriously, nor try this at home. A D U L T !! super lesbian and in recovery. sincerely yours, Anne.
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