I Have A Job Interview Tomorrow And I Can't Wait And I'm Not Panicking At All And I Love Being An Adult

Okay Im going to be real for a moment. My grandfather grew up in Nazi Germany. He was part of Hitlers Jünge as a young child and listened to the rallys on the radio at his home.

Listen. He was talking to my father yesterday and he said that the things Trump talks about literally is almost exactly what Hilter talked about. Its the same rhetoric just towards a different group. My grandfather is terrified of Trump, because when he sees him he is reminded of everything that started Nazi Germany. And when someone who grew up in Nazi Germany says that Trump is literally like Hitler, you know its not an exaggeration.

A 2012 excavation in Turkey revealed a 2,000-year-old mosaic that features a super-chill skeleton reclining next to some wine, bread, and the inscription ‘Be cheerful, live your life.’ Source Source 2

As a taller than average girl (5'10"), I definitely struggle with this notion A LOT. It's not that I would mind dating a shorter guy, but I just can't deal with the stigma surrounding it, especially the judgment from others. The idea that girls need to be cute and petite, neither of which I am, is a source of the majority of my physical insecurities and it just sucks royal ass.

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Valley Of Stars - Milky Way arch, aurora and Magellanic Clouds over the Tasman Valley, New Zealand

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Chances are, what are all of those people doing on their phones? Playing games? Sending texts? Checking SOCIAL media? How anti-SOCIAL of them.

Modern technology is making us anti-social!

Moonlight and a shootingstar, Mallorca

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I found these gifs I made a while back for a site that’s not running anymore, so I thought I’d post them here. It’s a description of psychiatric symptoms and states of mind using a pink box and some other stuff. 

For those who need to hear it

(I tweeted this the other day but I wanted to post here too)

Hi! You know those thoughts and feelings you’ve decided are too intense and overwhelming to tell anyone about?

Tell someone. Your intense hesitation is proof that it needs to get the fuck out. It’s a veiled demand for disclosure.

Here’s a secret that your mean, wrong brain will try to argue against: You aren’t a burden.

People who love you want to help you. That’s how loving works. I can’t think of a person I love that I wouldn’t.

And I know that sometimes when you’re deep in your wallowing, these sentiments can feel trite and disingenuous.

But I’m promising you right now that I mean it. I myself am proof that help is out there. I’ve gotten a lot and need a lot more.

And every time I’m ready for it, it’s there. It’s really great. Okay? Bye

If your every waking moment consists of your brain telling you that everything you do is wrong and stupid and everything you wear makes you look like an idiot and every person that walks by you is judging you clap your hands. 👏🏼👏🏼