Hee-yuejin - FRIENDLY WITH EVERYBODY

LOOK. LOOK AT THIS BEAUTIFUL WOMAN STANDING HER GROUND AND ASSUMING HERSELF. MY CLOSETED BISEXUALITY IS BLUUUUUSHING HARD BRUH BECAUSE THERE’S NOTHING PRETTIER THAN A HUMAN BEING BEING CONFIDENT. YOU GO GIRL! (and also thanks for the pep talk, some of us really needed that)

Some Self-Love Promo

It’s really really really hard to love yourself. This I know like the back of my hand. But I’d love to get people to love themselves a bit more. So I’mma start.

AYo wassup this is me and you know what??? I’m proud AF about who I am. I’m Hawaiian, Samoan, Mexican, and (this I just found out) Chinese! That’s a hella mixture man! For the longest time, I’ve been sensitive/ashamed of my round face but yknow what. It makes me look cute af and helps my hair stand out. My eyebrows are bushy—but the arch game is POPPIN!! I have no cheekbones yeah but that’s helped my makeup game a lot because now i know how to contour, highlight, etc. I’m pansexual and I know I’m capable of love and someone loving me, I’ve had both girlfriends and boyfriends, I got this. I’ve learned from my mistakes and I don’t allow myself to be in a toxic relationship with a parent/friend/sweetheart because I know I deserve better than that. My highest GPA has been a 4.7 so yeah, imma get into college. I got scholarships so you betcho ass that I know I’m smart enough to make it in this world. I know these things and it’s hard to admit because I feel conceited or that I’m boasting but this is me! And I’m proud to be me.

I love you guys a whole lot and I want you all to know that you’re beautiful/gorgeous/handsome just the way that you are. You’re unique so be proud of it! You are so worthy and so amazing, I can’t even put words to it. You can get into a relationship, you can pass that test, you can do whatever you put your mind to! You’re smart, you’re so very special, you’re talented, you’re a piece of art that should and will be admired by everyone (including me bitch tf). Try to say something a little positive about yourself everyday, it goes a long way I promise!

I love you all so much. Self love is so very important! You got this!!! I believe in you babes!! 💖💖💖

i saw this post earlier about therapists and it reminded me of my old therapist paul, who in my opinion is one of the greatest men alive and who did not put up with my bullshit for even one second

anyway i go in to see paul one week in the summer of 2016, and i’m doing my usual bullshit which consists of me talking shit about myself, and paul is staring at me, and then he cuts me off and says that he’s got a new tool for helping people recognize when they’re using negative language, and gets up and goes over to his desk

and i’m like alright hit me with that sweet sweet self-help article my man, because i’m a linguistic learner and whenever paul’s like here i have a tool for you to use it’s pretty much always an article or a book or something

paul opens a drawer, takes something out, and turns back around. i stare.

i say, paul.

is that a nerf gun.

yeah, says paul.

i say, are you gonna shoot me with a nerf gun in this professional setting.

he happily informs me that that’s really up to me, isn’t it. and sits back down. and gestures, like, go ahead, what were you saying?

and i squint suspiciously and start back up about how i’m having too much anxiety to leave the house to run errands, like it was a miracle to even get here, like i’ve forgone getting groceries for the past week and that’s so stupid, what a stupid issue, i’m an idiot, how could i–

a foam dart hits me in the leg.

i go, hey! because my therapist just shot me in the leg. paul blinks at me placidly and raises an eyebrow. i squint again.

i say, slowly, it’s– not a stupid issue, i’m not stupid, but it’s frustrating me and i don’t want it to be a problem i’m having.

no dart this time. okay. sweet.

so the rest of the hour passes with me intermittently getting nailed with tiny foam darts and then swearing and then fixing my language and, wouldn’t you know it, i start liking myself a little more by the end of the session, which is mildly infuriating because paul can tell and he’s very smug about it 

anyway i leave his office and the lady having the next appointment walks in and i hear what’s all over the floor? and paul very seriously says cognitive behavioral therapy tools.

So... I’ve never been into poly relationships before but I think I’m starting to fall into Drpepperony (why not strangepepperony btw?) hell and I’m not even scared or ashamed? Don’t help me.

If you'd still love Jimin without abs, reblog this.

I wanna see how many actually love this baby for him…not just his chocolate. 

this website is a FUCKING NIGHTMARE-

bruce: finally, someone who understands !!! isn’t sharing your mind and body with a monster the worst???? it’s ruined my life and i want to die.

eddie, who came so hard from venom slithering up into his asshole that he went blind for like twenty minutes this morning:

I’m screeching

A Strange Kind of Love Pt. 1

for @ajitapalo! this is part 1, i’ll try to finish the other half after i’ve slept l;skdga;lsk  Drpepperony ahead!

They locked eyes from across the room.

One pair like sunlight shining through well-aged rum, the other pair were a layered mix of the gray clinging to the sky after a storm with a luster of frosted pine.

Magnetic tension trapped them, held them unblinking for one, two, three heartbeats, then released.

Tony’s fingers resting on Pepper’s hip squeezed with light pressure and he pulled her half an inch closer to tilt his head to an ear hidden beneath the curtain of fire-licked blonde.

“Stephen’s here.” He whispered and guided her gaze with his own over to him to leave the guests chattering in front of them none the wiser. Deep cerulean regarded him a moment too long and she looked away just as she saw the motion of his head turning in their direction again. Her next inhale was deeper, and Tony noticed it and masked his amusement in an extra long drink of the tart wine he’d been swirling around more than consuming.

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That dog is fed up

Girls don’t want flowers girls want Tony Stark to be alive and eat cheeseburgers with his four children, Peter, Morgan, Harley, and Nebula, and his wife Pepper.

Article 13 NEEDS TO BE STOPPED!!!

I DON’T CARE IF YOU’RE NOT EUROPEAN!!!!

THIS WILL AFFECT THE WAY EVERYONE USES THE INTERNET!

DO YOUR RESEARCH!

CALL/EMAIL YOUR MEPs!

KEEP THIS HORRIBLE LAW FROM GETTING PASSED!!!

Oh my god I thought that I was the one being weird and unsure

Being bisexual is weird because like I don’t know about other bisexuals, but bi-erasure is so strong that even I think I’m faking it sometimes?? like one day I’ll wake up and be like “I’m obviously living a lie I’m a giant homosexual??” but then a second later I’ll be like “Am I just a straight person lying to myself???” Its like I forget my own orientation exists