This is gonna be like that "vanilla" cake poll all over again lol.
i must ask you reblog this so said beast, you know. actually has attributes also ping me or something if you draw it i want to see.
Prophecy rnššš
I did it. I thought of a scenario where the blow kiss spirit didnāt take the dangers of being a rhythm traveling spirit seriously, and the spin dancer spirit is really irritated by it.
Kill la Kill
Puella Magi Madoka Magica
Blue Exorcist
Lovely Complex
Shugo Chara
Chibi Vampire
Soul Eater
Naruto
Hitalia
OHSHC
Attack on Titan
Black Rock Shooter
A Certain Scientific Railgun
Power Puff Girls Z
My Little Monster
This is my best friend. At the moment sheās being kept alive by tubes and needles because her eating disorder is currently stronger than she is.
Does she weigh 90lbs? No, she doesnāt. Does it look like her eating disorder is āless severeā because sheās not āthat thinā? Do you think her situation sounds āless severeā because sheās not āthat thinā?
Tubes and needles. Constant supervision. Pain, anger, agony. Hunger, thirst, suffering. Dizziness, constipation, freezing cold. Passing out in front of other patients and staff. Painful injections of vitamins and whatnot. Nurses whoāre force feeding her, whoāre forcing fluids into her body because her eating disorder is currently stronger than she is.
90lbs or not, without treatment - my best friend will die.
Would you have walked past her on the street and thought she even had an eating disorder at all? Probably not, because people keep believing you can measure or estimate a persons physical and mental health state based on the silhouette of someoneās body.
You canāt.
Never underestimate someoneās eating disorder just because they donāt look āthat thinā to you. Being āthinā is just one of MANY symptoms of an eating disorder and itās far, far from the most important one. Anyone can struggle and if someone you know struggles: donāt assume theyāre alright just because they donāt look āthat thinā.
Eating disorders come in one size; MISERABLE.
Tell me when you get bored. A story about doses. [x]
I posted this on twitter and had a variety of aggressive ableism thrown my way.
This is a story about changing what I can in spite of what I cannot for the comfort of my loved ones. The thing that others find to be hurtful about me is that I like to spend time in silent solitude. People who love me often feel hurt that I tend to solve my own problems instead of leaning on them.
When we spend too much time together, people find my neutrality to be concerning, and it becomes too much for people to be unable to read me.
To show the people I love that I enjoy their company in ways they can understand, I pool my energy together to be high-energy, peppy, and social. Since this is not my natural state of being, it takes effort, which can only be expended in small doses. I amplify the things people like in me while filtering out everything they dislike about me when I am in their company.
I change my behaviors for those I love, but at the end of the day, I cannot change my neutral state of being, which is the thing that they want most out of me.
This is a story about me accommodating people in the best way I know how, not the other way around. I would truly appreciate it if people don't misconstrue this anecdote as me asking for dismissal of hurtful behavior when in reality, people find hurt in the fact that I simply exist, and I must change for them.
These things are true & Lucien's sexy