One of the great things about Tumblr is that people use it for just about every conceivable kind of expression. People being people, though, that means that Tumblr sometimes gets used for things that are just wrong. We are deeply committed to supporting and defending our users’ freedom of speech,…
I think this is a great idea, and would certainly be great for helping some users get help they need, before things get out of hand. However, it is so important to recognize the difference between a pro-ana/mia/self harm blog and someone who is merely documenting their experiences with disorders. A lot of those who suffer find great support and comfort within the Tumblr community, because they are allowed the opportunity to (anonymously) network with other people who struggle as well. For those who are not in this community, it may be difficult to see the difference between the two. So, while you try to control the harmful blogs that encourage people to move towards destructive behaviors, please try to protect those who suffer with severe diseases. Please watch for those differences, because, for many people, the Tumblr community is the only love and understanding that we can find.
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I’m looking for a picture of myself from when I was 110 lbs. I don’t remember my height but I was pretty skinny if I remember correctly.
I feel so fat. Ugh.
I’m hanging out with some friends tomorrow and I’m going to look so fat and disgusting. I should stay home.
Ate way too much…. I’m such a failure.
I love you and appreciate you but you can be such a dick.
First and foremost, you don’t give me the time of day when you need to. When I send you something heartfelt and meaningful, I expect something more than “thanks”.
Secondly, cut the attitude with me whenever I’m in a bad mood. With all the bullshit in my life right now, I don’t need you to be another reason to jump.
Last but not least, you need to learn to make sacrifices. I’d understand if you couldn’t make it work financially. But you can, we just talked about this the other day. You went on and on about how you’ve got quite a bit coming in and you didn’t cash this check and whatever. You can easily make this work, and we’ve been talking about taking this trip since we first met. You just don’t want to make the sacrifice. You don’t want to put forth the money, piss off your parents, or take the time out of your Summer. Just be honest with me. I’m going to be disappointed but I’d rather have the truth.
You don’t want to work for anything. I’m really tired of reaching out and having my hand slapped by you. I think I need to back way off. I’m completely indifferent now anyway, so I guess it works out.