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new game plan called shield yourself at all times and never let anyone in . this will have no repercussions

very stupid how sometimes you are nervous to talk to someone and they are also nervous to talk to you and then you don't talk

Gonna be so real if a 12 year old traced my art and put it on their school binder I would be so fucking honored

Lol one thing about female socialization I find crazy is like your entire childhood and adolescence you'll be discouraged from being an active agent in your own life and punished for stepping a toe out of line and then when you're an adult you get your ear talked off about how passive, anxious and self-conscious you are and how annoying it is.

the hunger I experience now that I have stopped starving myself is unmatched by any hunger I’ve felt, apart from perhaps when I was in my infancy. now that my body is learning to expect meals and snacks, nutrient-rich fuel at regular intervals throughout the day, it calls out so loudly to me, stopping me in the middle of my day, demanding sweet and salt and fat. braised chicken, bread with real butter, a whole banana, cookies, hard boiled eggs, chocolate cake, tinned fish, full fat yogurt with good olive oil. when I was starving, I never felt hungry like this — my body didn’t make a fuss, she didn’t complain. over the long periods of sustained starvation, of calling out to deaf ears, she had learned to stop reminding me, and to be grateful for what she got. now that I am eating normal, adult-sized portions on a daily basis, my body cries out and sings for more, knowing I’ve finally started listening again, and refusing to go without. I’m attentive. I stop what I’m doing to reassure her, and I have another cookie. I polish off the clamshell carton of fat, ripe strawberries, warm basmati rice with sesame seeds, roasted chicken thighs, quite literally anything and everything that I want. I’m more alert and awake lately — suddenly, I’ve gained hours in my day, suddenly there is room in my mind for creative thought, for art, contemplation, joy, introspection, everything in life that I didn’t know I was opting out of by simply not being fed and fueled enough to even consider engaging in. disordered eating is a sedative to the mind, body, and soul. I’m awake and I’m hungry and I’m eating everything

rest in peace george michael you would’ve done numbers on here

BUT I'M A CHEERLEADER (1999) dir. Jamie Babbit