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also I will follow you if you follow them
Also, I want to reward myself and come up with some really good work-out incentives! I think once I’m at my 22 BMI, I would like to get my navel pierced… and at some point I’ll probably invest in some good running shoes. I currently have some Pumas that are in decent shape, but they aren’t specifically for running. So basically, I want health/fitness-related rewards.
Does anyone have any good ideas for me?
When I am running once I work up to fifteen miles a week I reward myself with a mani or pedi, and then once I finally hit 30 miles a week I get a massage. Since I am working my body I like to treat it nice.
I want someone who thinks my freckles are adorable, and tries to count them all. Someone who will let me disappear into a fictional world for an hour or two a day, and recognizes that this is the time to play video games. When I find out an obscure fact that changes my perspective of the world even if its momentarily will listen to my rant on about it and find it adorable shutting me up with a kiss. Someone that knows when I am not doing so good to hold me and play with my hair (or buy me a puppy). When I am moody he buys me ice cream, triple chocolate of whatever even if I am on a diet.
I guess I need someone to be there and support me. I don’t need someone to save me or help me through a devastating time or someone to kiss my scars away. I just need someone who will show up, hold my hand as we face life together.
I was hurt. Devastated even. I cried every night for weeks trying to save us and you went on like you didn’t give a dam. You kissed my head and said everything was fine. Everything had been fine for three weeks. I held on to you with everything I had hoping that you would come around. I begged for you to say something anything. Fight with me argue anything to show that you cared. For three weeks you slowly broke my heart, and in the end you said you still cared about me. Salt in the wound that had been perpetually bleeding for weeks.
I’m not waiting for superman to come and save me, or for anyone to come and save me- I have gotten myself to this point and I can continue on. I need you like I need water in my lungs- I just don’t. I am not this fragile creature that needs to be held and for a guy to make my problems disappear. That’s not healthy- depending on one person to make you happy and safe.That isn’t empowerment that’s dependence. You should make you happy chase all your dreams and fight your own battles, then go home crawl into bed and tell someone all about it, because otherwise that isn’t a relationship that’s Stockholm.