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At first, I had trouble dating a girl who was recovering from an eating disorder. I couldn’t get by the fact that I may not ever be able to treat her to a nice dinner because she simply could not go out. I hated sitting by and watching her as she ignored the compliments I gave her and constantly commented on how she wished to look like “that girl”, or “her over there”. And it used to bother me that there were so many things she just couldn’t eat.
Then I realized that eating out wasn’t important in a relationship like ours. What was important was our meals together at home, and how I knew exactly what to make her every night. How we sat together at the beginning of each week and spent at most an hour at a time planning the meals we would share. How appreciative she looked when I refused to sit in silence at the table to keep her from focusing on the calories that entered her body.
I almost enjoyed that I knew exactly what she couldn’t eat, and I soon got past the fact that we might not ever be able to order pizza from domino’s on a Friday night while we watched Harry Potter in the living room. All I cared about eventually was helping her, and that was what a relationship should be like.
I loved her so much that I could stand the nights where she stood in front of the mirror and cried, and it would tear my heart to pieces when she would ask me why I could ever love someone that looked like her. I would hold her, I wouldn’t tell her she was beautiful more than once or twice, and that was all. I trusted her and she I enough that we could sit together every night and she could tell me whether or not she had thrown up her lunch, even if I already knew because I was so scared that I watched her after every meal. Even if I knew, though, I never stopped her, because they were her battles, and I knew that no matter how much it hurt, me fighting them for her wouldn’t help.
Soon enough though, I saw that she became more confident. Her trips to the restroom following meals became fewer until I could relax, knowing that there was a good chance she was safe. There were less times when she looked at the mirror and pinched fat that was actually only skin. Finally, she asked me to take her out for dinner. Finally, we ordered domino’s on a Friday night and watched Harry Potter.
And that, that’s what love is. By

Anonymous (via generati0n-hate)

That is beautiful
Absolutely Beautiful

(via ourdaysarenumbered13)

Reblogged from temerariousness  2 notes

Please
Stop treating me
Like a princess
Been there, done that
I’m tired and bored and not interested
In how much I make you laugh and how graceful my mouth is
For once
Make me
Hot
Exciting
Real
Bitchy
But exactly what you need
When you’re down and out
Or proud
Or bored
And you just want lips
Because you can’t have the rest
Nobody can have the rest
That’s all for me and not you
And no,
I don’t want yours either. By Selfish, Darden Walton (via temerariousness)

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seba

danieltoumine:

Stop at the general store
or burn straight thru…
the rush’ll feel lonely— 
pristine… quaint.
You can drive all day,
but it won’t matter.
You still won’t find
anyone nice.

So, burn all the way
on the lesser road…
zeroed out—wedged.
Merge and take a place
down lane, or
follow the rungs.
They’ll take you home
just like the cartoons.

- @DanielToumine

Reblogged from these-precious-moments  97 notes

So, today’s the day.
I knew this day would come soon enough.
Today’s the day that we say our final good byes.

Now, I know that you’re going to ask if i’m going to be okay.
And it may surprise you that the girl who once wanted to jump off A bridge,
The girl who wanted to stop breathing,
The girl who was so confused… and sad… all the time….
She in fact, will be okay without you.

That girl, is so strong.
And the reason why she is so strong is because she is loved.
She is loved so damn much.
Loved by so many damn people.
People who are there for her no matter what because she isn’t someone that you just give up on…..
I’m… I mean “she” is worth fighting for.

And do you know why?
Do you know why she is worth fighting for?
She’s worth fighting for because she fights for everything.
Every damn second of her life has been spent fighting for something.
Even you…

After all, she only fights for what matters.
Acceptance, equality, her life, happiness, and you.
She fought so damn hard for you.
But you don’t care.

In your life there have only ever been two people that truly loved you.
However, only one of these people have admitted that they would take a bullet for you.

And she… is standing right in front of you.

So it may surprise you when I ask before I leave;
“Are you going to be okay without me?”
Because this time, I am strong. I am loved.
And this time, when I walk out that door,
I will be gone for good.

Because eventually…
People get tired of fighting for someone, who is in fact the one shooting at them(me), even when they offered to take a bullet for them(you).

By P.T (It May Surprise you)

Reblogged from twinkle-tea  135,072 notes

November 19th, 2013,
‘Selfie’ was named the Word of the Year by the Oxford Dictionary
Pseudo-intellectuals everywhere cried about the ‘death of the English language’
Because God forbid modern colloquial speech be recognised as valid.
Time Magazine refers to ‘millenials’ as the ‘me me me generation’
Selfish, all we care about is personal gratification
Lazy, entitled, shallow narcissists.
A picture of a girl taking a selfie on her phone is used for the cover
Because our selfishness can be summed up in the fact that we like how we look enough to document it.
We are consumed, they tell us, with our self image.
Everything is about us.
Me-me-me.
With the addition of every word to the dictionary,
‘Hashtag’. ‘Perf’. ‘Sexting’. ‘Totes’. ‘Selfie’,
The ‘me-me-me’ generation continues to make it all about ourselves,
And we should, they tell us, weep,
We should weep because we are entitled,
Because all we care about are selfies and parties and Instagram,
Because this is the generation that will one day run the world,
And for that, we should weep,
Because all we are is ‘me-me-me’.
Let me tell you something.
Every year, university tuition will be 2.3% more expensive for MY GENERATION,
MY GENERATION reports the highest levels of anxiety and depression than ANY other generation,
15% more of US than YOU will go to university,
But 46% of MY GENERATION won’t find a job until over a year after law school,
MY GENERATION, on average, is $47,628 in debt.
58% of girls in MY GENERATION feels like they are the wrong weight,
95% of people with eating disorders are part of MY GENERATION,
And MY GENERATION has a million dollar industry telling us that we are not good enough,
That we are ugly, lazy, and entitled,
And anything we do to be financially successful,
Or less stressed,
Or beautiful, god dammit,
Is in vain.
So pick up your phone,
Pick your favourite filter,
And take a goddamn selfie.
You deserve it for having to grow up in these times. By My poem, ‘Hashtag Selfie’. (via dingdongyouarewrong)

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ttthhhooorrriiinnn:

elronds-eyebrows:

dragonriderofberk:

forficwritersbyficwriters:

amandaonwriting:

Cheat Sheets for Writing Body Language

We are always told to use body language in our writing. Sometimes, it’s easier said than written. I decided to create these cheat sheets to help you show a character’s state of mind. Obviously, a character may exhibit a number of these behaviours. For example, he may be shocked and angry, or shocked and happy. Use these combinations as needed.

by Amanda Patterson

You guys, this is such a great chart especially for budding writers. Sometimes it’s more effective to show a character being bored or excited or shocked without explicitly saying so.

Where had this been all my life?

This isn’t just useful for writing, this is an absolute lifesaver for people with Asperger’s syndrome and other disorders

I needed this.

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I will be your
7 AM sleepy kisses
8 AM French toast
9 AM rushed goodbyes
10 AM love calls
11 AM daydreams
12 PM lunch notes
1 PM new email
2 PM coffee break texts
3 PM reminiscent thoughts
4 PM longing
5 PM drained love
6 PM post-work hugs
7 PM dinner companion
8 PM wine bottle
9 PM tango
10 PM readying for bed
11 PM bedtime stories
12 PM Midnight Sonata
1 AM confessions
2 AM heavy snores
3 AM morning sex
4 AM driftless sleep
5 AM frenzied fantasies
6 AM rapturous sleep
I will be your
Clock. By Grace C., Timepiece (via frankie-wolf)