23 // Intern Pharmacist.


I struggle to understand people who don't love animals.



twitter: @kill_bilge

I have hangups. I can’t help it. There are certain specific things that will qualify you for a lifetime of distrust in my eyes and I don’t know how to erase that criteria. I don’t want to take things to heart, but I cannot help it. I also cannot help but question and judge the character of the people who perpetrate these verbal acts.

There are two things I never want to hear about ever and if I hear any of this from anyone, I will judge that person so harshly they can never be redeemed in my eyes…

1. Comment on my weight, the size of my wrists, my legs, my arms, my hands, my feet, my nails, anything. I never ever want to hear anybody mention anything about my body ever. ANYTHING you have to say, I see with my own eyes every fucking day. I am aware. I am so aware that I literally hate myself so hearing one of my biggest insecurities out loud, from the mouth of another human, literally ruins me.

2. Comment on my height. Again, I fucking know. I literally am disadvantaged in life because of this so shut the fuck up. I didn’t choose this, this is how I am. NOT EVERY HUMAN IS SUPPOSED TO LINE UP WITH ALL THE OTHERS, WE’RE NOT TRYING TO BUILD A FENCE. Kindly never ever speak of my height ever, or I’ll automatically wish I never see you again. One strike, and you’re out.

3. Call me cute in a condescending way, as if speaking to a child or animal. I hate you. I view you as a lower form of life and pity any other humans that are forced to interact with you on a regular basis. I will not even pretend to be nice to you.


I am just trying to live my life. I went to school, I got a degree, I’ve been working full-time for almost a year. All I want is to feel like a human being. That’s it.

Please keep this in mind, it is never okay to point out the physical features of anyone, regardless of how long you’ve known them UNLESS it is incredibly positive e.g. “you have lovely teeth!”. I think I’ve made similar posts to this before but it just keeps happening. Even after I’ve known people for a while and I think they’re okay, BAM they’ll come out with a comment that makes me shrink up into a cube and want to disappear. I’m not saying that everyone is as self conscious as I am, but everyone should have the right to have people not comment on things they have no control over. You would never say to someone “my goodness your arms are HUGE, I’ve never seen arms so large!”… so why do people think it’s okay when faced with the opposite?

GAH! Okay, rant over.

internalisecarlo:

This apartment tour makes me so positive & peaceful!
(via AM)

treerings-sing:

This is perfect.

AND TO THAT I SAY, AMEN!

ramblings-and-reblogs:

"I mean they say you die twice. One time when you stop breathing and a second time, a bit later on, when somebody says your name for the last time" -Banksy

Ever feel like you’re nobody’s first choice? Or even second choice… Sometimes that thought caves in on me like a tonne of bricks and I wish I wasn’t so useless.

You work so hard, just to end up at home crying yourself to sleep; remember you’re trying, you are moving mountains that have plagued you since you were young, and you’re trying so hard.

Keep fighting, fight until you have won. Fight until you have found your way home, until the sun comes back and your heart learns to love the mornings again.

- T.B. LaBerge // Go Now (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)

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