lame-u-s-e-r said: Have so many questions.... But first I would like to thank you because you're a inspiration to me because the way you write and the suicide sign. My question is what inspires you every day to woke up even if you're not feeling good. And how do you stay positive. And also I love your photos you're a great photographer
Thank you for the sweet words =) and as for your question:
Well the thing is i never go to bed upset so in reality i never wake up not feeling good. A real good book once said to never let the sun set while you are angry so i try my best to follow that advice. However, whenever i do lose steam i just think back on those times in which i was stoked and about how awesome they were; that usually gets me right back up and going :D
angelinayoung said: Do you sell shirt with (only) the suicide sign on it? If not can you? If so where can I get them... Because damn there would be no better way to get my message (yours really but ya know) out there than to walk the halls of a high school wearing that
I do not nor do i intend to. I like the simplicity of it and how its just a photo; How the people that pose with it don’t ask for money or anything in return, Just musicians and friends donating time to help kids out. Sometimes things make the most progress when left alone. Thats kinda how i would like for this to stay. Just a sign, a person and someone who believes in the words they’re reading.
jellyfinished said: is it always the same sign or do you have more than one?
Nope, Just one sign. Every single person i photograph is holding the same exact sign everyone else once held.
nothing pisses me off more than the fact that 90% of women’s jeans have non-functioning pockets but baby clothes have proper pockets? what are babies carrying around that i’m not? baby wallets? fuck off
Reid Wiseman is a national treasure.
This comparison is important. The difference in these two birthdays is important. These photos are taken exactly a year apart: the left is my 18th birthday and the right is my 19th birthday. Here’s how these nights went:
18: I went out to a sushi restaurant with close friends and family. I refused to drink my first legal drink. I was wearing 2 pairs of pants and 3 sweaters. I had one bite of sashimi, ran to the bathroom, locked myself in the stall and purged. I refused to come out and my mom had to get the manager to unlock the door. I cried my eyes out and I had to convince the manager to let me sneak out the back because I was too embarrassed to go back to my own birthday party.
19: I met up with the same (with a few additions) group of friends at a pizza and wine bar. I had half a pizza, 3 glasses of wine and a slice of birthday cake. Scratch that, I had my face pushed into a piece of cake. In this picture I am over 30lbs heavier than one year ago today. I am wearing a thin tank top. I am warm, I am fulfilled and I love myself. (I am also pretty drunk).
I want you to know that recovery is 100% possible. It’s the hardest thing I’ve ever done. Some days, it took literally all my strength to push through meals. But I did it, and others can too. Eating disorders are not a “for life” sentence, although they feel like it. With hard work, adventure and patience, you can learn to love yourself again. You can learn to hold yourself together again.
Choosing to let Anorexia consume me would have been one of the last decisions I would have ever made. Choosing recovery was the single greatest decision I’ve ever made.
WOW. JUST WOW.
why does facebook chat only work when my message contains the words Mark Zuckerburg right now
i can do whatever i want & no one can stop me
This was my chemistry professor.
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