taking the babes out around town
“I’m a black and white person, there are no shades of grey. It’s either all or nothing, and there’s no in between.”
— 1hx
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Unfollow the depression blogs, the suicide blogs, the pro-eating disorder blogs. The blogs with bones and wounds, the blogs with black and white. You don’t need the crash diets, the thinspo, any voice telling you you’re not good enough. Not even the one inside your head. Let go.
The beautiful things in life don’t translate to shades of black and white. Stop writing and rewriting your suicide note. Everything you plan to say to people after your death could also be said while you’re still alive. Call people up for lunch. Say it face to face. Say sorry. Say thank you. Say I love you. And live to hear it said back to you.
The word “suicide” or “depression” in your URL does not tell me who you are. Your URL does not tell me what you love to do. You are more than the sadness. You are more than the bones that you’ve wanted so badly to show. You are more than your body measurements. You are more than your scars or your wounds. You are more than your tear stained pillow cases. Your sadness should not be your identity.
Stop searching up “cutting”, “suicide”, and “depression” when you’re feeling down. Search up things that will make you feel better not worse. Search up pictures of animals, good poetry, beautiful places you can escape to someday, art, music, plants, quotes.
When the world teaches you that it’s better to be apathetic and that you should hate, tell them that you’ve hated the world and yourself for far too long now.
Let go. Reach out. Ask for help. Because it’s time to try something different now.
4:43 p.m. (It’s time to let go of your sadness)
When I love you,
I really fucking love you.
There are no in betweens.
I don’t know what grey is.
My love is black and white.
(via ishouldtakecareofmyself)
This boy I knew in high school had a black and white blog that was rather sad and when he met his girlfriend he started posting in color and I think that’s what love is
Loyalty isn’t grey. It’s black and white. You’re either loyal completely or not loyal at all.
The Signs as Shades of Black
- Aries: A very dark, bold black.
- Taurus: Just shy of being a very, very dark grey.
- Gemini: Black and white, ha ha.
- Cancer: A very emotional shade of black.
- Leo: A self-centered, light black.
- Virgo: Black, like a very well-organized shade of black.
- Libra: The darkest shade of black. The one the scientists made that makes it look like there's nothing actually there. You know what I'm talking about.
- Scorpio: Sensual black.
- Sagittarius: Black.
- Capricorn: The black in the center of a fucking black hole, you badass son of bitch.
- Aquarius: Black water.
- Pisces: The color of a very dark-colored fish.
If a girl cuts her hair, it’s because she wants to. If a girl keeps on buying black and white clothes, it’s because she find it nice. If a girl keeps on blasting a break up song, it’s because she appreciate the music. If a girl write poems, it’s because she just feel like it. Stop assuming that what she do is always about a guy because it’s not.
Double Standards (themonochromatic.net)
But what do you do when it’s 1 am at a party and you’re in a room full of people but feel all alone. You feel it in your bones. As you pass the window and see your reflection, when did your eyes become so sad? When you were little all you wanted was to grow up. And now you have. But it’s not like you imagined. You learn things don’t always happen for a reason. The world isn’t really black and white. Justice won’t always be fair. Bad things happen to good people. No one stays. People will break your heart. You’ll probably break some too. You won’t always have your parents. Sometimes you don’t have enough time with the people you love. It takes it toll. You start to feel it in your soul. Your eyes become sad. So what do you do when it’s 1 am, you’re in a room full of people and feel alone?
What do you do? (via narrowed)
This boy I knew in high school had a black and white blog that was rather sad and when he met his girlfriend he started posting in color and I think that’s what love is
Confidence is being able to say “Fuck you, I’m the shit” without opening your mouth, say it with your walk, with your smile, say it with your entire being.
Tati-Ana Mercedes (via bl-ossomed)