You Don't Know Me
In this blog, you will see some of the best, and most memorable pictures to me. Enjoy.
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kirmizivesiyah: the-swag-queen: nic0tine-kisses: the-stars-above-shine: Amen i only made this 2 days ago notes what The people who are stupid are the ones who teach us i wish everyone think like johnny depp
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There were no sex classes. No friendship classes. No classes on how to navigate a bureaucracy, build an organization, raise money, create a database, buy a house, love a child, spot a scam, talk someone out of suicide, or figure out what was important to me. Not knowing how to do these things is what messes people up in life, not whether they know algebra or can analyze literature. William Upski Wimsatt   (via littlebirdsings)

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overnight-shipping: millerballbreakers: cant-go-back-now: be-au-ti-ful-sinner: life-in-shades: evolutional: oh my fucking god this is so true  This. I always had panics attacks when I had to do a speech in front of a class and I only ever had one teacher u sweatband coz she was the same when she was in school the rest were just like I don’t care it’s part of the curriculum “no special exceptions for your fucked head” literally word for word for my grade 12 teacher. I wanted to kill her literally. This is my school life rolled into ones post. I cry almost everyday after school because it’s just too hard. this is too true, and it saddens me. I cry at night over the amount of work I have to do. And not only do I have a lot of work, but I have a mental disorder, and sometimes I just can’t do it. But they don’t get that so I end up failing. And it’s just really stressful.  I always have so much to do that I get stressed out and end up doing nothing, and then my grades suffer and I stress out more I have no issue talking to people. I have no issue taking part in class discussions or anything in my APs. What i can’t do is get up in front of a class and present anything without a consistent, mild-to-excessive shake through my entire body, voice included. It’s irrational fear of public speaking in front of a silent audience. I CAN’T FIX IT AND NO TEACHER UNDERSTANDS THIS.
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Just a few features of my anxiety
  • Me: *gets on bus* omg everyone is watching me and judging me and they're going to laugh when the bus starts and im not sitting down, omg dont put your ticket in the wrong way or everyone will judge you and laugh at you.
  • Me: *goes to pay for shopping* omg what if I dont have enough money? *counts money out 20 times* what if I look stupid, or say the wrong thing? am I standing in the right spot even? What if someone else wants to get past and im in the way, omg.
  • Me: *says hey to someone online* omg, they arent replying, holy shit why am I so annoying? what if they tell their friends how annoying and lame I am? Why am I like this, holy shit.
  • Me: *meets someone new* What if they dont like me and dont want me to be around, I shouldnt have met them, im going to be a burden, they're probably critisizing me right now, why am I the way I am?
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militantbyexistence: vishual: noseasboba: I never get tired of this photo. Ella Fitzgerald was not allowed to play at Mocambo because of her race. Then, one of Ella’s biggest fans made a telephone call that quite possibly changed the path of her career for good. Here, Ella tells the story of how Marilyn Monroe changed her life: “I owe Marilyn Monroe a real debt… she personally called the owner of the Mocambo, and told him she wanted me booked immediately, and if he would do it, she would take a front table every night. She told him – and it was true, due to Marilyn’s superstar status – that the press would go wild. The owner said yes, and Marilyn was there, front table, every night. The press went overboard. After that, I never had to play a small jazz club again. She was an unusual woman – a little ahead of her times. And she didn’t know it.” jesus christ this is so much better than all of the “you don’t have to be size zero!!!!!” and “i don’t mind living in a man’s world if i can be a woman!!!!!!!” bullshit related to marilyn monroe i see. sisterhood yo….

carabooo:

I like drinking coffee alone, and reading alone.

I like riding the bus alone, and walking home alone.

It gives me time to think, and set my mind free.

I like eating alone, and listening to music alone.

But when I see a mother with her child;

A girl with her lover;

Or a friend laughing with their best friend;

I realize that even though I like being alone

I don’t fancy being lonely.

most relevant thing ive read all year

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