It’s a simple word, it’s easy to enunciate and it’s light on the lips. But it’s not that soft inside a human being. If you mean something to me, you can bet I’ll be there 3 in the morning hugging you while you cry, even if I have a final test the next morning; I’ll hold your hair while you puke, even if you’ve promised me you were gonna quit drinking a hundred times before; I’ll help you study for a very hard test, even if I hadn’t had any sleep in days and it’s my day off; I could go on and on, but I think I made my point.
It’s really hard to watch someone you care about screwing up and say “I’m no longer gonna be there, I’m not gonna help you. Wanna fuck up? Go ahead, I won’t try to stop you.” It’s hard because you wish people didn’t have to suffer so much to get things straight; but sometimes, that’s the only way.
You can stare and analyze actions and words; you can take guesses from drunken words or read between the lines of a text message. But if that someone doesn’t ask directly and soberly for help, then there’s nothing really you can do and it’s not your fucking business. That doesn’t mean you don’t try out for an interview. You can say all the right words “I won’t judge”, “I’ve seen this happen before”, “I’m worried about you”, “I think you could use some help”, etc; but it’s not gonna work just because you want it to, it’s not in your hands, it’s in theirs!
And you feel useless and a terrible human being because you can’t do anything to save them, And this omnipotence is really what fucks you over because you have to sit there and watch the people close to you make the worse decisions in front of you and you can’t say shit. You can just hope for the better outcome, you can pray for non-permanent consequences, but that’s it.
And it sucks, so I wanted to write ‘bout it.
There’s this thing, called trust, which people have spent years trying to define its boundaries and rules; no one has truly succeeded, or there wouldn’t be so many trusts broken, or would there be? Maybe it’s like a disease, the bad-trust disease, scientists have found the cure of but not everyone can afford. Bad-trust is so much like a disease it even has its stages and its progression. Have you ever met someone who just lies a lot? I’m pretty sure they weren’t always like that, but lying became so easy for them, so simple, that they just kept on doing it. They had no care for anyone’s trust. And that’s also why there are many trust issues out there. Some people tell so little about themselves because… well, who would like to tell someone their private stories so they could use it against you after? No one, right? Yet so many people go through that. Boyfriends, girlfriends, best friends, relatives, classmates, teachers… it comes in every form and in every color. Brilliant people, dumb people, funny and sirius, shy and outgoing; they have all shattered someone’s trust before or maybe just torn it a little bit… but, then, why did it hurt so bad when someone else shattered theirs? I thing the ‘bad-trust’ disease is something we all gotta go through at some point (or in many), you either have it and be the perpetrator or suffer it and be the victim, or both.
It’s just a thought. Any similarities are just a coincidence.
And as I went through my closest friendships in my head I couldn’t help but notice how there was a constant in each and every single one of their personalities: self-destruction. They were all very different. Some of them liked each other, some couldn’t stand being in the same room with one another, some didn’t know each other. But they all had this need to wreck themselves every once every other month or so. A psychologist would’ve told me that happened because they were all teenagers but I think it goes deeper than that There’s a slight difference between the depressed teenager and the suicidal one. And I have seen it all, I’ve heard it all. The pills taking, the boos drinking, the blades cutting, the tears crying. When I realized all this I was a bit paranoid for there must be an explanation why I look for people and make friends with people like this, and it must be because I’m just like that.
I’m losing friends for it, their self destruction is big enough to stay away, or mine big enough to push them away. It terrifies me to think what would be of me without them. Yet they don’t wish to talk about it so I must be the big person here, to act like it’s all alright and it’s just a small thing. You know how they use colors to know which stars are closer to us? Scientist use the colors of the rainbow, if they have a purple aura around them it means they’re close but if they have a red one it means they fare away. The thing is that these friends of mine are yellow right know and I’m sensing a orange must in the air. It’s crazy because their aura used to be a high blue.
”THROUGH A RAPIST’S EYES” (PLS TAKE TIME TO READ THIS. it may save a life.) Reblog this!
It seems that alot of attackers use some tactic to get away with violence. Not many people know how to take care of themselves when faced with such a
situation. Everyone should read this especially each n every girl in this world. THOUGHT THIS WAS GOOD INFO TO PASS ALONG…
FYI - Through a rapist’s eyes! A group of rapists and date rapists in prison were interviewed on what they look for in a potential victim and here are some interesting facts:
1] The first thing men look for in a potential victim is hairstyle.
They are most likely to go after a woman with a ponytail, bun! , braid, or other hairstyle that can easily be grabbed. They are also likely to go after a woman with long hair. Women with short hair are not common targets.
2] The second thing men look for is clothing. They will look for women who’s clothing is easy to remove quickly. Many of them carry scissors around to cut clothing.
3] They also look for women using their cell phone, searching through their purse or doing other activities while walking because they are off guard and can be easily overpowered.
4] The number one place women are abducted from / attacked at is grocery store parking lots.
5] Number two is office parking lots/garages.
6] Number three is public restrooms.
7] The thing about these men is that they are looking to grab a woman and quickly move her to a second location where they don’t have to worry about getting caught.
8] If you put up any kind of a fight at all, they get discouraged because it only takes a minute or two for them to realize that going after you isn’t worth it because it will be time-consuming.
9] These men said they would not pick on women who have umbrellas,or other similar objects that can be used from a distance, in their hands.
10] Keys are not a deterrent because you have to get really close to the attacker to use them as a weapon. So, the idea is to convince these guys you’re not worth it.
POINTS THAT WE SHOULD REMEMBER:
1] If someone is following behind you on a street or in a garage or with you in an elevator or stairwell, look them in the face and ask them a question, like what time is it, or make general small talk:
can’t believe it is so cold out here, we’re in for a bad winter. Now that you’ve seen their faces and could identify them in a line- up, you lose appeal as a target.
2] If someone is coming toward you, hold out your hands in front of you and yell Stop or Stay back! Most of the rapists this man talked to said they’d leave a woman alone if she yelled or showed that she would
not be afraid to fight back. Again, they are looking for an EASY target.
3] If you carry pepper spray (this instructor was a huge advocate of it and carries it with him wherever he goes,) yelling I HAVE PEPPER SPRAY and holding it out will be a deterrent.
4] If someone grabs you, you can’t beat them with strength but you can do it by outsmarting them. If you are grabbed around the waist from behind, pinch the attacker either under the arm between the elbow and
armpit or in the upper inner thigh - HARD. One woman in a class this guy taught told him she used the underarm pinch on a guy who was trying to date rape her and was so upset she broke through the skin and tore out muscle strands the guy needed stitches. Try pinching yourself in those places as hard as you can stand it; it really hurts.
5] After the initial hit, always go for the groin. I know from a particularly unfortunate experience that if you slap a guy’s parts it is extremely painful. You might think that you’ll anger the guy and make him want to hurt you more, but the thing these rapists told our
instructor is that they want a woman who will not cause him a lot of trouble. Start causing trouble, and he’s out of there.
6] When the guy puts his hands up to you, grab his first two fingers and bend them back as far as possible with as much pressure pushing down on them as possible. The instructor did it to me without using
much pressure, and I ended up on my knees and both knuckles cracked audibly.
7] Of course the things we always hear still apply. Always be aware of your surroundings, take someone with you if you can and if you see any odd behavior, don’t dismiss it, go with your instincts. You may feel
little silly at the time, but you’d feel much worse if the guy really was trouble.
FINALLY, PLEASE REMEMBER THESE AS WELL ….
I know you are smart enough to know these pointers but there will be some, where you will go “hmm I must remember that” After reading forward it to someone you care about, never hurts to be careful in this crazy world we live in.
1. Tip from Tae Kwon Do: The elbow is the strongest point on your body. If you are close enough to use it, do it.
2. Learned this from a tourist guide to New Orleans : if a robber asks for your wallet and/or purse, DO NOT HAND IT TO HIM. Toss it away from you…. chances are that he is more interested in your wallet and/or
purse than you and he will go for the wallet/purse. RUN LIKE MAD IN THE OTHER DIRECTION!
3. If you are ever thrown into the trunk of a car: Kick out the back tail lights and stick your arm out the hole and start waving like crazy. The driver won’t see you but everybody else will. This has saved lives.
4. Women have a tendency to get into their cars after shopping,eating, working, etc., and just sit (doing their checkbook, or making a list, etc. DON’T DO THIS! The predator will be watching you, and this is the perfect opportunity for him to get in on the passenger side,put a gun to your head, and tell you where to go. AS SOON AS YOU CLOSE the DOORS , LEAVE.
5. A few notes about getting into your car in a parking lot, or parking garage:
a. Be aware: look around your car as someone may be
hiding at the passenger side , peek into your car, inside the passenger side floor, and in the back seat. ( DO THIS TOO BEFORE RIDING A TAXI CAB) .
b. If you are parked next to a big van, enter your car from the passenger door. Most serial killers attack their victims by pulling them into their vans while the women are attempting to get into their cars.
c. Look at the car parked on the driver’s side of your vehicle, and the passenger side. If a male is sitting alone in the seat nearest your car, you may want to walk back into the mall, or work, and get a guard/policeman to walk you back out. IT IS ALWAYS BETTER TO BE SAFE THAN SORRY. (And better paranoid than dead.)
6. ALWAYS take the elevator instead of the stairs. (Stairwells are horrible places to be alone and the perfect crime spot).
7. If the predator has a gun and you are not under his control, ALWAYS RUN! The predator will only hit you (a running target) 4 in 100 times; And even then, it most likely WILL NOT be a vital organ. RUN!
8. As women, we are always trying to be sympathetic: STOP IT! It may get you raped, or killed. Ted Bundy, the serial killer, was a good-looking, well educated man, who ALWAYS played on the sympathies of unsuspecting women. He walked with a cane, or a limp, and often asked “for help” into his vehicle or with his vehicle, which is when he abducted his next victim.
Send this to any woman you know that may need to be reminded that the world we live in has a lot of crazies in it and it’s better safe than sorry.
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DON’T EVEN THINK ABOUT NOT REBLOGGING THIS! IT COULD ACTUALLY SAVE A LIFE.
I’ve said it before, but posts like these aren’t just for women to defend themselves from pervs. From self-defense tips, to what to do if you’re actually kidnapped, there is not a human being alive who couldn’t benefit from this knowledge
What would be a perfect match for you?
Am I the only who’d been asked this? I thought no. Well, the thing is as much as I would love to answer with a celebrity’s name or some adjectives I find myself unable to do so. In this late insomnia I will try to explain not so briefly what would be a -I don’t know if perfect, but an agreeable- match for myself.
Although it’s thought women around the globe want a fairy tale prince to sweep them off of their feet wearing a tuxedo while they show off their prettiest nightgown, that’s not the case for many of us, including me.
I want someone who’d eat cereal out of the carbon box with handfuls brought directly to our mouths while we discuss the latest new york best seller. I want some to dance in our pj’s at 3am in the kitchen floor as if was the greatest hall in Buckingham Palace.
I want someone who’d sit down on a friday night and watch movies. Someone who’d be waiting for the next episode of whichever tv series we’d be watching as eagerly as I would.
Someone to walk the dog with. Someone to daydream about further lands to go with. Someone to plan a future with. Someone to send funny pictures and selfies to. Someone who’d cook for me, even if was only mac and cheese.
Someone who’d appreciate my weird likes and have his own little intrigues regarding his taste in music, languages, music and culture in general.
I want someone who can live without me but would rather to live with me. Someone who’d fit the lyrics of my favourite romantic songs.
I haven’t found someone who could make the cut. Hell, I’m young. I will someday.
I take the lid off my needle,
and look at the insulin inside.
stare at it.
Isn’t it funny, how this clear, sterile,
hospital smelling liquid is the key
to my survival? How it saves my life everyday and stops my body from
How simple. How easy.
And then my mind takes me to
somewhere darker. How this
liquid has now turned into a
weapon. How a little too much
insulin could be the key to
ending it all.
How simple. How easy.
I look down at my needle
and see my greatest enemy.
And the most heartbreaking
both life and death.
This plastic, disposable needle
represents everything I hate about
myself, all the pain and anger.
It represents my battles and
If only I could dispose of them
as easy as I do my needles.
How simple. How easy.
About a year ago I was packing up, you know, getting ready for travel. I was about to go on a 5 weeks summer school in Munich„ Germany. And I did. Now, many people have asked me how it is over there, what have I liked but it always seems hard to put it into words. So I watched a video blog today about Germany and the likes and dislikes of it and it occurred to me that I could just do the same. So here it goes.
The things I love about Germany:
1.- It’s punctuality:
Everything has a time. Even subway stations have screen with the departure times of the metro trains. And I don’t know in your country but in mine you have to wait until it arrives. It may be 2 minutes, it could be 10. Who knows.
2.- The weather doesn’t change during the day.
If you wake up in the morning and look outside and it’s sunny, then it’s gonna be sunny the whole day long. If it’s rainy and grey, well it’s gonna be like that all day. But you do not have to worry about freezing in the afternoon because it was hot in the morning or the other way around.
3.- Hang outs.
Any day is a perfect day to arrange a picnic with your friends in the park, take a soccer ball, shoot some penalties. Play music. Eat. Or just go to the nearest Biergarten (that’s the next one).
It’s a place where they sell beer and typical german food with a few bench and table to enjoy the afternoon; and no, it’s not only a friends +18 plan, you can go with your family. In most of the you can even find playgrounds for the little ones. Actually, in Germany you have to be sixteen to buy and drink Beer; you have to be 18 to drink anything else or get inside clubs. It’s not a place to get drunk. You can get a little bit tipsy but nothing more than that.
And I don’t mean only the soccer teams, no. I mean the entire soccer culture they have in Germany. Whenever the Nationalmannschaft is playing, it’s like a national holiday.
Germans love their laws and their rules. Now, if you don’t fancy rules or laws I could understand why you wouldn’t find this appealing. But, for a rule freak like myself I loved it.
It sounds crazy but I loved it because there’s no traffic at all. If you can find 8 cars in line, let me know. (At least in the south, I’ve never been to Berlin but I can guess it’s a lot crowder).
You can walk alone at midnight in the middle of a city. Yes, you can. Again, I lived in Munich which is now the third safest city in the world. I never got robbed or insulted. I used to get home at 2 am alone. I would have to take a train from the center of the city to Starnberg (a small city in the outskirts) and then walk for about 15 minutes.
9.- Cheap alcohol
I don’t have a drinking problem, I swear. But it’s cheaper to buy a bottle beer than a bottle of water. True story.
The germans love to get themselves around in bicycles. There are actually more bikes than there are cars. This probable has something to do with the fact that petroleum is extremely expensive in Germany but still, it keeps people away from driving their butt around every corner of the city and that keeps them active and healthy.
Germans trust each other. In the subway station are no turnstiles, you just walk to the train with your ticket in your purse. They trust you have paid. Every now and then they check trains to see if you have bought a ticket and if you haven’t you’re gonna be finned with 400 euros.
The things I hate about Germany:
1.- Stores close.
As it sounds. From Monday to Saturday you can’t find anything open after 20hrs and it used to drive me crazy because at that time of the day during summer there’s still sunshine but you can’t go to the market. Say whaaaaat? It’s weird. And on sundays nothing opens. Nothing. Sundays are perfect to go to museums or just stay indoors. Watch tv.
2.- There are no subtitles.
You can’t go to the movies to watch a foreign movie and expect to get it in its official language. Oh, no. It’s gonna be translated to German. There are some functions that are in english or the original language but they are pretty much twice the price of a regular function.
3.- Subway is really expensive.
There are different subway systems in Germany (U-Bahn, S-Bahn, DB-Bahn, etc) and there are some all-inclusive tickets if you may. This means you can use any of the _-Bahns. You can get a one way ticket, a partner ticket, a weekly ticket or a monthly one. It sound easy, doesn’t it? it’s not. The machines in the stations are complicated as fuck, specially if you don’t speak the language. And to get the weekly and monthly tickets you need to go to a paper-store or if you’re lucky to a little store (Tante Emma Laden) in the station itself. And it’s really expensive. I used to buy a weekly one and it was 36 euros which is a lot. Just consider a beer costs around 1.60 euros.
4.- Wifi log ins.
In my country, if you’re in a restaurant or coffee shop you just have to ask for the wifi password (the only unspoken condition is that to buy something, you know ‘costumers only’) but in Germnay you have to give your cellphone and then you get free wifi time and then after that if you still wanna use the internet you’re gonna have to pay with a credit card or your cellphone credit.
5.- Everything is always under reconstruction ***
This is a hate-love one. Why? Because, I mean, it’s nice to look at old buildings and see they’re still in a perfect state but it sucks to look up and see cranes and tows.
6.- Cash country
You always have to bring cash with you because germans don’t take cards at all. Sometimes they might accept one but a checks account one, not a credit one. I had to borrow from my friends many times. Whoops.
And that’s pretty much everything.
Germany is a great country. I’d go live there if I could.
In our society today girls feel that they need to be skinny in order to find love. Fact is, your true love is gonna love you no matter what. If he cares about the size of your thighs more then the size of your heart…drop him my darlings as no man should make you feel bad about your size if he truly loves you <3
Reblog. Every. Single. Time.
This is so perfect and beautiful and wonderful
I didn’t cry today. I didn’t hurt myself today. I thought about it but I told myself I’m better than that.
But you know what, I did do those things today. I laughed until I cried. I laughed so hard my tummy hurt, so I did cry today and I did hurt myself today.
It’s all about the perspective you give it.
One day at a fucking time.