Oooo that episode of Boruto was actually good!!!
Sarada finally realized “Wow, my mom is a super powerful ninja just like my dad!” And they even had a call back to Sakura training with Tsunade. So cute.
You win this round Boruto…
Me encaaaaanta Dr. Stone! Este capítulo fue muy genial. Aquí un dúo icon que me pareció muy entretenido ;Db
Yasu: For your information, most people that meet me don’t know that I’m gay.
Mai: Blind and deaf people know you’re gay.
Monk: Dead people know you’re gay.
Night Vale has horror right?
reblog this with the night vale episodes that you think are genuinely scary. for science.
I am trying to remember a time
when food and fear were not bedfellows
but since that summer my thighs became thunderous and my life
was place on that insufferable scale
to measure my worth against my weight
I have not even able to get rid of the taste.
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A couple weeks ago, I stood on a scale. One of the most vile and terrible things a woman could ever do. And it put numbers on my confidence. 168. That’s the truth.
You see when I was younger, I had heard that some women lied about there weight. And I asked myself: ‘why would anyone lie about their weight?’
I wish i could go back to that child. blind to the shit fest that life is.
That’s probably idiotic of me. To wish for childish happiness and joy, but it’s my one wish. To just feel that bliss, even if it’s just for one second.
Anyways, I took a brave step today and placed my feet back on it. The digits tightened my chest, strained my breathing, nearly knocked the life from me.
These numbers now glued in my brain. Fiddling with my wires. Controlling me. Something about those number suddenly made me hate myself. Crazy, right? The power of three digits, three innocent digits could have over the human mind. I just wanted in those next couple of moments to rewind time, to go back to the one minute, the one second before the numbers settled into place and push myself off.
But that’s unrealistic and this is what I am living with. And the internet says i’m very obese for someone of my stature which just makes these thoughts all the more better.
i want to be one of those people, who scream ‘weight doesn’t matter’, and it doesn’t; not in any case. i only want to find the goodness in those with a brilliant personality, but i can’t say one thing but look in the mirror and jerk my head await at my digusting body.
and you want to know the funniest part?
right now I just want to eat away the sadness and heart ache.
i hate this. i hate how my mother sees me. i want to avoid the doctors office. i don’t want anyone to ever see me again.
When i get hungry, i want to sit in a dark closet alone. when i smell food, i want to be unconscious. i don’t want to be 171.
Maybe if i rewind time just enough, i can it back before quarantine. when i was 153.
idk what this was. honestly i just feel numb to it. seeing those numbers has petrified something in me.
wHAT IS GOING ON IN THE LATEST NIGHT VALE EPISODE??
I mean episode 171, “Go To The Mirror?”..
what IS that creepy asynchronous echo thing that’s going on when Cecil speaks??? It’s so damn weIRd that I think this is one of the couple of times I was gENUinely freaked out listening to Night Vale… That extra voice makes me jump plus the second-person insistent-questioning narration! was! so! uncomfortable!
I always wanted to know Cecil’s deal with mirrors but wow I was not expecting to be this traumatized ugh what a masterpiece
Me after listening to episode 171 - - - - -
But really that was probably one of my favorite episodes, Cecil Baldwin is a true king. Also, the mirror smashing part gave me BIG night in the woods vibes
cleaning out my camera roll 171/?