I am a 18 year old male from Britain who one day hopes to be so much more...
I love almost all creative arts but mostly Art, Music, Film, Television,Literature etc.
I will keep this blog mostly anonymous due to self confidence issues.... Sorry! (I will still post personal info/thoughts etc. just no photos or actual name)

1st September 2014

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1st September 2014

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Dot work tattoos by Ilya Brezinski

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StPete based tattoo artist and talented illustrator Ilya Brezinski shows off his best in dot-work technique. Whatever the material – skin or paper Ilya handles each work with a lot of care and attention to details.

31st August 2014

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you were defending a guy two days ago because his nudes leaked but now you are calling a talented and heartful girl a “slut” “she shouldn’t have even done that what a whore” just because someone invaded her privacy but

Remember when Jennifer Lawrence visited a children’s Hospital in Louisville

30th August 2014

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BPD Problems: Imprinting →


When someone shows me support or comforts me, sometimes I get deeply emotionally attached to that person. I can’t stop thinking of him/her, I always want to be in contact with him/her, I desperately want to please that person and have his/her approval, I ache when I don’t see him/her. I even get…

30th August 2014

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I’m a paradox. I want to be happy, but I think of things that make me sad. I’m lazy, yet I’m ambitious. I don’t like myself, but I also love who I am. I say I don’t care, but I really do. I crave attention, but reject it when it comes my way. I’m a conflicted contradiction. If I can’t figure myself out, there’s no way anyone else has.
— Unknown (via mourningmelody)

30th August 2014

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30th August 2014

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Someone once told me that I was hard to love. The way I switched back and forth so quickly, my emotions always shifted so swiftly- they told me I was unpredictable. Never knowing what you’re gonna get, I go from white and back to black again- never gray, I wish I could explain why I am this way
But its hard. I am hard to love.
You say touching me is like walking on egg shells- never knowing if you’ll be greeted with embrace or a slap to the face, whether I’ll think you’re sweet or just a sour taste- I’m sorry for my change of pace- I am teetering.
Teetering between day and night, hiding in the shadows only to embrace the light never knowing what it is that I want, never knowing when I’ll change my mind- I am indecisive.
Someone once told me I was the most infuriating person they’d ever met, they way I floundered like scared prey desperately avoiding their net- they said I just want to hold you, I said today I don’t want you to.
Borderline. That’s what psychiatrists pegged my Personality with the addition of the word Disorder. My cells are disordered. I am hard to love.
One second I adore your essence, the next second I can’t stand your presence and I’m sorry.
So I will refuse your touch although I crave your attention, the pendulum that is my mind I thought I had mentioned- I am indecisive. I can be pulsing love through my veins at the hour and by the next rain down fury that showers
You, and you will wonder exactly when the shift occurred. I wonder that too.
My hands once used to cradle someone I felt so significant will suddenly find themselves feeling indifferent and I will have hurt you
But I never meant to. I never meant to climb aboard this never ending roller coaster ride, the one that doesn’t prohibit letting more passengers inside- I never meant to be
— (aureate-dwale)

30th August 2014

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BPD Problems: No Emotional Skin →


We’re commonly described by professionals as having “no emotional skin.” Skin is the first line of defense our immune system has. It is responsible for blocking out most pathogens, and thus serves as a crucial barrier. Otherwise, with unmediated exposure to all pathogens, we’d be far more likely…

30th August 2014

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30th August 2014

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Harry on living in LA, relationships, and rumours, in One Direction: Autobiography x

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30th August 2014

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Reacting to Blue Ivy

Lorde looks like an alien who is desperately trying to replicate human emotion so her cover isn’t blown.

^^^^^ this is completely true but far from being a diss it makes me love her more

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30th August 2014

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I think one thing you can do to help your friends who are depressed is to reach out to them not in the spirit of helping, but in the spirit of liking them and wanting their company. “I’m here to help if you ever need me” is good to know, but hard to act on, especially when you’re in a dark place. Specific, ongoing, pleasure-based invitations are much easier to absorb. “I’m here. Let’s go to the movies. Or stay in and order takeout and watch some dumb TV.” “I’m having a party, it would be really great if you could come for a little while.” Ask them for help with things you know they are good at and like doing, so there is reciprocity and a way for them to contribute. “Will you come over Sunday and help me clear my closet of unfashionable and unflattering items? I trust your eye.” “Will you read this story I wrote and help me fix the dialogue?” “Want to make dinner together? You chop, I’ll assemble.” “I am going glasses shopping and I need another set of eyes.” Remind yourself why you like this person, and in the process, remind them that they are likable and worth your time and interest.

Talk to the parts of the person that aren’t being eaten by the depression. Make it as easy as possible to make and keep plans, if you have the emotional resources to be the initiator and to meet your friends a little more than halfway. If the person turns down a bunch of invitations in a row because (presumably) they don’t have the energy to be social, respect their autonomy by giving it a month or two and then try again. Keep the invitations simple; “Any chance we could have breakfast Saturday?” > “ARE YOU AVOIDING ME BECAUSE YOU’RE DEPRESSED OR BECAUSE YOU HATE ME I AM ONLY TRYING TO HELP YOU.” “I miss you and I want to see you” > “I’m worried about you.” A depressed person is going to have a shame spiral about how their shame is making them avoid you and how that’s giving them more shame, which is making them avoid you no matter what you do. No need for you to call attention to it. Just keep asking. “I want to see you” “Let’s do this thing.” “If you are feeling low, I understand, and I don’t want to impose on you, but I miss your face. Please come have coffee with me.” “Apology accepted. ApologIES accepted. So. Gelato and Outlander?”

#613: How do I reach out to my friends who have depression? | Captain Awkward

P.S. A lot of people with depression and other mental illnesses have trouble making decisions or choosing from a bunch of different options. “Wanna get dinner at that pizza place on Tuesday night?” is a LOT easier to answer than “So wanna hang out sometime? What do you want to do?”

(via startrekrenegades)

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