It’s time for me to move on. You’re doing your own thing and you don’t have time or room for me in your life. Today, I am deciding to completely let go of my feelings for you. Things were nice while they lasted, but I can’t keep putting myself out there to get hurt. Good luck with all your future endeavors. I hope you end up building a stronger relationship with God. And though you may not believe it or see it, I’m trying to improve my relationship with Him too. I guess that’s even more reason to leave you alone.

missmuscles:

Which means I’m ready to push myself until I have nothing left. It’s time to become the person I’ve always wanted to become— strong on the inside and on the outside. Someone who gives it their all.

I’m tired of my own excuses and being disappointed in my choices. I want to be proud of my dedication, hard work, and determination again.

I’m ready.

I lost my heart rate band and my gym bag. MY MOST PRECIOUS ITEMS GONEEEEE. My gut feeling is telling me that my brother took it because he is notorious for taking people’s stuff without asking. Like an asshole. -___-

I was gonna do some cardio today at the gym I just might go and rage lift.

I miss my collarbones a lot. Not gonna lie, part of me misses having an eating disorder because gaining so much weight so quickly now is really scary for me.

I just read a letter a typed (but didn’t send) to a friend of mine. Allllll da feels everywhere.

I really hate how the you can’t type landscape on the tumblr app. :p

Anyways, at the moment I’m about 185 lbs. So I’ve officially gained 30 pounds since school started. I have to say though, for someone who has gained thirty pounds, I still look pretty cute. Heheheh. I’m not going to stress about my body. Stressing is not going to do anything. I need to be proactive and really come up with a strict diet and exercise plan. And I don’t mean diet in the “30 days diet plan for summer blah blah bullshit”. I mean, I have goals and I need to change the way I eat to achieve those goals.

liesthepatriarchytoldme:

The patriarchy told me that as a young woman I can’t be passionate or angry about anything and need to strive to be pleasant and ‘cute’, and if I succeed in being pleasant and cute at all times, I’m immature/an airhead.

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bullied:

i like online shopping and putting everything i want in a cart then checking my subtotal and laughing and closing the tab