Miles Muggles and Milkshakes

"I am not a 'good runner' because I am me. I am a good 'me' because I am a runner." -Kristin Armstrong
I like chocolate, boys with nice hair, and not wearing pants.
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“Maybe home is nothing but two arms holding you tight when you’re at your worst.”

(via axoureux)

1. When you cut yourself, clean and bandage it.

2. Do not start smoking cigarettes because the boy who broke your heart does.

3. When you want to kill yourself, don’t.

4. Cutting calories doesn’t do anything but make you unhappy.

5. If the number on the scale rises, throw it out.

6. The first girl you ever “date” is going to call the police on you even though she lives three thousand miles away, because you’re going to tell her that you’re not in a good mental state shortly after you’ve “broken up”.

7. When you want to kill yourself, don’t.

8. Break up with the boy who says, “You had a sexy phase!” when you tell him that you’ve dated a girl before.

9. Dating your friends is not always the best idea, but you can still be friends after you’ve broken up with her.

10. Your mother will try to become your best friend because you’re leaving for college soon. Let her.

11. When you want to kill yourself, don’t.

12. Your closest friend will stop talking to you when you leave for college.

13. It’s okay to cry.

14. When you want to kill yourself, don’t.

15. When you cut yourself again, clean and bandage it. Do not be ashamed.

16. Your anxiety is going to try and control your entire life. Tell it to shut the hell up, because you’re trying to live and that task is hard enough as it is.

17. The past has a funny way of coming back in the form of you developing a crush on another friend.

18. Try not to hate yourself for breaking up with your boyfriend.

19. If you’re still smoking, apologize silently to your mother.

20. When you want to kill yourself, don’t.

enjolrasactual (via hachikuji)

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the sound I heard when I was 9 and my father slammed the front door so hard behind him I swear to god it shook the whole house. For the next 3 years I watched my mother break her teeth on vodka bottles. I think she stopped breathing when he left. I think part of her died. I think he took her heart with him when he walked out. Her chest is empty, just a shattered mess or cracked ribs and depression pills.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s all the blood in the sink. It’s the night that I spent 12 hours in the emergency room waiting to see if my sister was going to be okay, after the boy she loved, told her he didn’t love her anymore. It’s the crying, and the fluorescent lights, and white sneakers and pale faces and shaky breaths and blood. So much blood.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the time that I had to stay up for two days straight with my best friend while she cried and shrieked and threw up on my bedroom floor because her boyfriend fucked his ex. I swear to god she still has tear streaks stained onto her cheeks. I think when you love someone, it never really goes away.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the six weeks we had a substitute in English because our teacher was getting divorced and couldn’t handle getting out of bed. When she came back she was smiling. But her hands shook so hard when she held her coffee, you could see that something was broken inside. And sometimes when things break, you can’t fix them. Nothing ever goes back to how it was. I got an A in English that year. I think her head was always spinning too hard to read any essays.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s that I do.

It’s not that I don’t love you.  (via extrasad)

exactly this

(via itsonly-the-beginning)

Do you ever get upset about your body?

@Anonymous

generalbooty:

heeeell fuckin yeah actually as we speak i am balancing my laptop on my tum tum and thinking that i probably shouldn’t have eaten that half an easter bunny today and i literally dont put a piece of clothing on my body without being like “oh i can’t wear this because im a size 12, oh i dont wanna wear this because my arms look too fat, this would look better if i was 20 kilos lighter” but you know what, im fuckin hilarious, and im a good story teller and my taste in music is off the hoooook and im kind to everyone and i work hard to pay my own rent so my parents dont have to help me, and sometimes i bake things i can’t eat because im lactose intolerant so i walk up and down the stairs in my apartment giving muffins to people.

if i sat you down and listed every insecurity i had about my body it would take approximately 47 hours 23 minutes and 15 seconds but the way you look is the teeniest tiniest factor of who you are and you’ve got to learn to love all the rest of who you are on the inside before you can begin to embrace all the things you hate on the outside

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taco-bell-rey:

planning my funeral 

kryptoni-te:

IF YOU KISS MY COLLARBONES OR MY NECK I AM YOURS

laughcentre:

don’t you hate it when you offer help and the other person says yes

“Darlings, stressing over the food you are consuming is a lot worse for you than the food you are actually consuming. Stress and worry will hurt you more than a block of chocolate ever will. Anxiety sits in the pit of your stomach and makes you feel heavier than consuming a piece of cake does. It’s not your weight, the shape of your body or the amount of body fat that is weighing you down and holding you back. It’s all that stress and anxiety you hold inside of you. Let it go, be free.”

(via the-healing-nest)

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flansjohnburgh:

theantigovernor:

flansjohnburgh:

what does html stand for?

hypertext markup language

no i mean like, what does it believe in?

thatcrazyxcfrosh:

thatcrazyxcfrosh:

Assholes ask for nudes

Real men ask for PR times.

Every once and a while, this gets a note or two and pops up in my notifications again, and everytime, it makes me smile.