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i-amthebadwolf:

toosmallortootall:

martinhiddlesbatch:

We are the girls who fell for the villain and the virgin. The alien and the hobbit. These are the men who are NOT heart throbs, they posses little of society’s “beauty”. Our first thoughts of them were not those of lust, but of awe. Their performances brought life to a character, something that was flat on a screen. They made us crave more with their words, their body language, their mastery of their art. We find them beautiful because of their talent, they way they transform from a person to a thing of legends. We grow to love the oddness of their bodies and faces, we ignore their age- for that age has led to mastery of their art.

If I could reblog this 100 times over I would <3

(Source: girl-ofsuburbia)

overnight-shipping:

millerballbreakers:

cant-go-back-now:

be-au-ti-ful-sinner:

life-in-shades:

evolutional:

oh my fucking god this is so true 

This. I always had panics attacks when I had to do a speech in front of a class and I only ever had one teacher u sweatband coz she was the same when she was in school the rest were just like I don’t care it’s part of the curriculum “no special exceptions for your fucked head” literally word for word for my grade 12 teacher. I wanted to kill her literally.

This is my school life rolled into ones post. I cry almost everyday after school because it’s just too hard.

this is too true, and it saddens me. I cry at night over the amount of work I have to do. And not only do I have a lot of work, but I have a mental disorder, and sometimes I just can’t do it. But they don’t get that so I end up failing. And it’s just really stressful. 

I always have so much to do that I get stressed out and end up doing nothing, and then my grades suffer and I stress out more

I have no issue talking to people. I have no issue taking part in class discussions or anything in my APs.

What i can’t do is get up in front of a class and present anything without a consistent, mild-to-excessive shake through my entire body, voice included. It’s irrational fear of public speaking in front of a silent audience. I CAN’T FIX IT AND NO TEACHER UNDERSTANDS THIS.

(Source: mysecretinspiration)