I hate that feeling when you’re not necessarily sad, but you just feel really empty and every little thing gets to you and everyone that talks to you makes you angry and you want to punch everyone in the face
hi there, anon. i didn’t realize i took a lot of selfies. thanks for the info. so, your question was whether i think i’m pretty. you already answered that no, i am not.
and i have to agree, anon. i don’t think i’m pretty bc i’m not.
i always have a double chin.
i constantly look like i haven’t slept in a week bc of my dark circles
and, i always look sunburnt. idfk why
i have this white line across my nose that makeup can’t cover up
i have tons of wrinkles on my forehead. like what the hell? i’m 25
also, it’s the size of fucking texas
i still don’t know how to smile in pictures bc i hate my fucking teeth
my feet are flat. my hips are huge. my boobs are weird. i am covered in stretch marks. my voice is grating. my ears stick out two miles from my head. i am always fucking sweating and i’ve been asked if i was pregnant more times than i can count.
so, you’re right. i’m not pretty. i can’t stand the way i look.
which is why it’s so fucking important that i post “a lot” of selfies. bc, anon, you’d better fucking believe that if i look in the mirror that day and don’t cringe, i’m gonna take a fucking picture to save that tiny little second. and GOD FORBID i show the world that i posses a little self love every once in a fucking while.
TO ANYONE READING THIS: DON’T EVER LET SOMEONE MAKE YOU FEEL ASHAMED FOR LIKING THE WAY YOU LOOK—EVEN IF IT’S JUST FOR A SECOND. IF YOU LOOK NICE, YOU TAKE THAT FUCKING SELFIE AND YOU SHOW IT TO THE GOD DAMN WORLD BC THEY DESERVE TO SEE THE GOD/GODDESS YOU ARE!
that beard finally coming in? go ahead, bro. take a selfie.
you finally got that piercing you’ve been wanting? not really my style, but you’re fucking rocking it. take a selfie.
your boobs look awesome in that shirt? take a selfie.
you finally lose or gain that weight you’ve been working on? take a selfie.
your eyeliner look awesome? your new sunglasses make you look like a celebrity avoiding the paparazzi? you killing that tux? you feel a tiny, rare level of self love? you always on a high level of self love? you just like your face?
TAKE A MOTHAFUCKING SELFIE!
thanks for the question, anon. this one’s for you.
i thinks shes beautiful in my opinion
This girl is my hero.
You’re adorable hush your sweet face about not being pretty!Gosh you’re pretty
So I’m taking a summer course on Differential Equations and it led me to have a profound thought:
A differential equation is an equation that describes the relationship between the rates of change of a function. Solving a differential equation means to find an expression for the original relationship.
When solving for any particular solution to a differential equation, you take the general solution and typically disregard the coefficients, i.e. the constants. Any constant that you have in the solution is arbitrary and the only things that matter when looking for a solution are the derivatives used to get that solution, i.e. the changes.
I always say, life is a sine function.I’d also like to add that understanding life is solving a differential equation. This process involves a bunch of changes— some pass by quickly, some are gradual— and all in all, it’s the change that gives an insight to what your life really is about. Anything that you expect to stay constant is irrelevant, the journeys and experiences in life are what is important to gain any grasp on meaning and purpose.
"The only constant is change." That saying may have it’s flaws when viewed from a differential equations point of view, but it has truth. Change is inevitable, so embrace it and understand it and never rely on arbitrary stability.
One moment I’m fine, the next I’m out of my mind.
I miss you.