So I came home from school a few days ago and found this on one of the cabinets in my house.
See about three years ago my parents decided to go on a big push to get healthy. At the time we were all really overweight, it was a good idea. Our motto became “Eat less. Exercise more.” This was reasonable, because we often had thirds in every meal, and I couldn’t run to my mail box without getting out of breath.
Since that time between the four members of my family we’ve lost a hundred and sixty pounds. I am muscled, curvy, and a weight I love. I exercise four days a week, usually boxing early in the morning before school. Usually in the course of a day I’ll eat two pieces of toast, a sandwich and a fruit, and a small piece of meet with a couple vegetables.
My parents are not impressed. At one time, they always repeated to me “healthy at any weight”, but now it has turned not to being healthy to be healthy, but lose weight lose weight lose weight.
My eleven year old sister and I have started working with each other to sneak food into our rooms that they won’t notice we’ve taken.
The other day, I didn’t wake up at five before school to work out, and my dad yelled at me, making me promise to work out an extra day that week.
My dad picks apart my lunch in the morning. Recently, they started giving me only half a sandwich.
A few days ago, my sister went to get a cheese stick after school, and my mother told her that if she ate it, it would be her entire dinner. My sister ate it, and didn’t get dinner.
My parents told me I need to get a personal trainer so I can “improve faster”.
My family has a history of eating disorders, and everyday my family seems more and more anorexic. I’m scared for both myself and my younger sister. Both of us try to not eat, because we get approval from our parents for being “more healthy”.
I’ve stopped eating lunch, trying to loose weight so that they will be nicer to me.
I don’t think my parents realize that they’re fostering eating disorders, but the other day I tried to make myself puke, because they treat food like poison.
I was wondering if you could reblog this if you think this sounds unhealthy, because I keep trying to talk myself out of thinking that it is.
this isn’t just unhealthy, this is abuse
This way girls and boys can see they’re not alone. I have them and this would help me see that.
OMG WHAT DID I DO!?
For mobile just hold the reblog button
I LEARNED A THING
god damn it.
ITS TOO EARLY FOR THIS.
LET’S NOT DO THIS RIGHT NOW
you slick mother fucker
It’s two in the morning for fucks sake.
I am so mad
That’s way too fucking smooth.
this is the arrow of destiny. reblog this and see what comes up next. this person/saying/thing will have something to do with your future
omfg i got a couple in bed god bless life
last time I reblogged this i got cereal so I can’t wait to see what I get this time
If u dont like jazz especially tfa jazz i dont like u
I GOT TOM FELTON THIS IS A GOOD DAY
I got the “I’m in a relationship with 15 inflated animals.” gif. My future ain’t looking that bright.
I got feathered dinosaurs….
Mine has the fire nation involved.
Okay I’m going to be honest with you guys, this my fiancee, Nicole. Me and Nicole run this blog together. She is pregnant with my little boy/girl. I think she looks absolutely stunning in this picture. But despite her trying her best to accept compliments and pretend she believes it the truth is she really doesn’t. She tried to commit suicide about a month ago and she has done such a great job recovering and I am so proud of her. She gets visibly upset when people post selfies that get thousands of notes while her pictures usually get no more than a couple of notes, she’s told me about it herself, she wishes she could be one of them. She is gone now, out for the whole day with her dad. It would mean the entire world to me if maybe some of you could reblog this to give her the admiration that she deserves, look at her, she is beautiful, reblogging her picture won’t ruin your blog I promise. But it will mean the whole world to her. I don’t have a certain goal in mind, or a specific number that would mean everything to her, to be honest I really don’t think this will work. But if it does, thank you, please help me do this for her, she deserves it.
her eyes are absolutely perfect
She is gorgeous
Can we at least get this to 150,000?
If only…I don’t think that’s even possible tbh, but if anyone deserves it, it sure is my girl.
Love dem freckles
Wish I was that pretty
Once upon a midnight DEAL WITH IT.
I give a fuck, nevermore.
merely a bro, nothing more.
#suddenly there came a swagging as of someone gangsta rapping #rapping at my chamber door
Quoth the raven, “Swag galore”
And my mom still doesn’t get why tumblr is so fucking amazing.
Not Iambic….Do Not Accept…
These tags I’ll pop, and boast in rhyming verse
that what I wear puts swagger in my gait;
though twenty shillings have I in my purse,
my self-esteem and manhood both inflate
when lofty furs I purchase for a cent.
Thy grandpa’s clothes are worthy salvage, though
they smell a trifle musty. Still, I spent
much less to dress myself from head to toe.
To save or not to save? The question’s moot.
I’ll never give my coin to high-street crooks.
These dusty shelves will yield their hidden loot
to those, like me, more frugal in their looks.
Like ancient coins washed up on distant shores,
I’ll find my treasures in these thrifty stores.
- Macklemore, “Thrift Shoppe”
*Crying with laughter*
ITS IN IAMBIC PENTAMETER. SWEET JESUS THIS IS MY NEW FAVORITE THING.
THIS IS THE MOST BRILLIANT POSY I HAVE EVER SEEN.
Guys, that’s not only Iambic, that’s a fucking sonnet. *claps*
Grammatically correct for the period and a couple of references to Shakespeare’s actual works.
I’m sincerely impressed.