@rambo and @missy's #suicidegirls #SGHomework for 8/15: The Perfect "I like you" Mix Tape

Say Anything: I Wanna Know Your Plans
Dashboard: For You to Notice
Dashboard: So Impossible
Brand New: Magazines
Weezer: El Scorch
Taylor Swift: You Belong with Me

Taylow Swift: Welcome Distraction

Yeah Yeah Yeahs: Maps

Drake: Hold On We're Going Home
emanuel:
Yeah Yeah Yeahs! (Y)
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jozsef:
To apply the binary system to most every aspect of our endeavors is a natural consequence of being human which we would do well to contemplate and modify. Relapse suggests that it's the opposite of maintaining the desired state and you have now fallen onto the wrong side of success vs failure. In my experience, everything we do that involves change, be it acquiring a new skill or a new attitude and concomitant response to part of life requires much practice to achieve what must be a gradual transition. We're not simply flipping a bit on a hard drive. As a personal example, I used to eat a carton of ice cream five times a week, so getting it down to one or two instances a month means fewer episodes of feeling like a self-destructive moron, a good thing. I could beat myself up for being so clearly flawed but perfection is not a goal quickly or easily reached. You've achieved enough to know that stumbling on a journey is not falling off a cliff and you will just get up and keep going.
jeffereyjenkins:
Yeah, this guy^, know what he's talking. Read up.

But this is one of my favorite hopeful sets that I've seen in just as long, shot by one of my favorite up & coming photogs and ladies in general.

Walt by Bandit, shot by the megababe Shortfusepinups! Go check it out asappppp.


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tonni003z:
bandit is a wicked hot beauty thats not getting her dues, with an angelic face to kill for. they are really missing out
shortfusepinups:
@chrysis not sure why i never saw this before but thank youuuuuu <3333

It's been too long since meeting someone whose total, unfailing compassion was the unmistakable, number one defining feature of their person -- in a way that would inspire me on levels. In a way that would make me examine myself as a human, and ask if I was truly happy with my own daily interactions, with the way people probably felt when they spoke with...
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garybl44:
It takes courage to face something like that. 
tonni003z:
my heart goes out to you, i am glad you are fighting back for yourself.  about your profile pictures. there is a beautiful sadness hidden behind your eyes. i will never be able to understand all you have face in such a young life. i am glad you could speak about it. i wish you peace of heart & mind


Giving something a name, or learning it has a page in the DSM doesn’t make it go away.

It DOES go a long, long fucking way toward making sense of why no one around me seems to understand what I’m going through, or treats my feelings or behavior as though they’re normal or typical.

They’re not. So, that just explains a
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azslin:
Normal or not, people should still take time to care for you, maybe more then one if its to much? My best friend is  schizophrenic and it takes at least 3 of us. Her girlfriend, another friend and me. At different times she needs the kind of support each one of us offers her best. So I hope, and pray that you have such a network too, even one much bigger were we each old a smaller part. Because I.. we all want you to find those beautiful days again. Those moments you catch in a loved photo, stretched into days, weeks and years. ☺️🙏💜
garybl44:
You're inspiring. Some people never find the courage or strength to confront their problems.

Including the cups, the numbers, .. any of it. So many lols.

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pyromethious:
Maybe it's because I've had a ton of fem friends in my life, but I've been shockingly accurate on the few times I've been spot quizzed. :-p
wolfox:
was sent out once by a g/f to buy her some... didn't work out so well ;) ...much better than the time she had sent me out for tampons, though - I didn't realize there was an entire ISLE of them and more kinds than there are breast sizes!

This will probably be a little bit different of an angle than a lot of responses to this question. It's something I've thought a lot about over the years, especially the last 1-2. @lego and I have discussed it a few times, usually with some laughter and a tone of total awe at the way one little decision can completely redirect your course...
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coyotemike:
I'm sorry I missed the last few parts of your story. I'm still very proud of you. 
icequake1:
It's because of how real you are, that you are loved on here. Because of your relentless drive, even when things were not going your way at all. With your blogs and yes pictures, you became my favorite SG and honestly always will be. I was quite correct when I said the time I was gone from here I missed you the most and it wasn't for the pictures, but your posts. You are the most adorable and beautiful (inside and out) person. I thank you for being on here.

I have a serious question for everyone:

If, over the course of striking up a brief, friendly conversation / encounter with a stranger or employee somewhere, you unknowingly ask a question that has a very uncomfortable or awkward or painful answer, .. would you prefer them to give you a white lie to avoid the awkwardness [for you] or give a short and sweet version of the...
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just_sick:
Me i chose to always tell the truth, ok i dont have to, i could say i prefer not to talk about it. But i never lie, ive been lied to enough and its never fun to be taken as an idiot. Anyway nowadays everybody has a hard past, well at least where im from.
azslin:
I also have a lot of experience with this question too as there is slot of my past which I'd prefer to leave there 😕 but I do think truth, though I have white lies or just omission often too

Last night, in my dream, I was driving down a winding, white stone road .. the kind from back home, that crackles under your tires and spits and spins the pebbles out everywhere. I was going probably about 40mph, but driving carelessly. My driver’s side tire caught the very edge of the road and tore me onto the grass. I tried to rip my steering...
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carnivall:
This might be the only time I didn't mind hearing about someone else's dream.
dgmac:
your descriptions of the clarity in your dream are amazing. I can hear the crunching roadway and feel the pain of your horror and subsequent sadness. I have them occasionally too, and I wake up gasping for breath. it takes time to settle down and realize...it was just a dream...

I am shamefully aware.

Every time I post about my mother, about grief, about death, I am shamefully aware of how many months it's been since she passed, and that I don't know anyone else who acts this way.

I feel, each time, similar to the fat kid who cannot keep from returning to the fridge for more helpings after a meal, when
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theechomaker:
I still haven't gotten over my twin's brush with death four years ago. When I think about it, which is often and distressingly morbid, I feel myself well up, my airways constricting, my chest tightening -- as if the mercy of his living didn't really happen. For three weeks he was in a coma, an almost-certain scratch from this world. And for those three weeks, my world ended; it was like a loud ringing in the ear, diluting or eliminating all other senses, honing in on a tunnel-like sensation. This is what almost losing my other half, as I call him, did to me. Four years later, to even remember is like certain death all over again. I can't even quantify what losing him would do to me, but I assure you, my grief would probably look a lot like yours. And I would feel marooned in my grief, the never-ending shower of that sadness. I say this not to relate, because that's as close as I've come, but to at least empathize, and, on some intellectual level, understand.
prharris:
I know I am a little late from when this blog was written, but I wanted to say something. About three years ago I lost my dad and it was the worst thing that has ever happened to me. He was my best friend, gaming parter, musical parter, and many more things. If I needed him to be my dad and give me fatherly advised, he would give it to me. If needed him to just be a friend and joke around, he would be that guy. If I needed to talking about things going on in my life, he would listen. He was a major part of my support system. Losing him made me feel hallow. I became reclusive and apathetic. Things I used to enjoy I didn't find joy in any longer. I had to force myself to put on a face for people. This manifested itself as depression and anxiety, which I still struggle with today. I took me to the one year anniversary of his death to be able to start coping and moving on with my life.  I am still not the same and never will be. We all deal with grief in different way. There is no manual or book that can truly capture what is is like to lose people who you are close to. It is an individual path that we all take differently. Never let any tell you how you should feel or how you should be reacting. There is nothing wrong with remembering what has happened and reliving. I think about my dad on a daily basis. I wish I could call him and tell him so many things. Reliving his passing and remembering him, living in that pain, has inspired me. You should never feel like a glutton for talking about or remembering your pain. It is what makes us human. It may take months, weeks, even years, to try to be able to get back to where you once where. But you should never feel guilty, ever.