Hi, I'm Rachel. I am 16 and from Scotland. I am interested in lots of shows, music and places. I enjoy meeting new people from around the world. Message me if you want. It would be nice.
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eclecticpandas:

here’s some useful stuff for you guys!
dating:
10 secrets guys don’t want you to know
why you shouldn’t hook up with your ex
10 signs he’s bad in bed
how couples kiss
health:
do you need a new bra?
is your pee healthy?
tricks for getting great abs
shocking celeb weight transformations
other stuff if you’re bored:
accidental racism that will make you cringe
test: do you have a dirty mind?
people that are way too obvious
insanely awkward family photos
Reblogged from hapricity  159 notes

1. It probably sucks. It probably sucks really really bad. Don’t let anyone belittle your problems by telling you that you are overreacting. You are allowed to be unsatisfied with things.

2. When your family doesn’t speak to you unless they are telling you what you did wrong, it is okay to be upset with them and want to be away from them. Go ahead and spend an entire weekend with your best friend forgetting about all your problems. When you go home, it’s like starting on a fresh page.

3. Other people’s negativity is going to bring you down. Even the most positive of us face this problem. Don’t hate them for it. Try to help them. If they are not open to making changes, respectfully ending toxic relationships is okay too.

4. Listening to music is therapeutic. Do it a lot.

5. People who respond to your complaints with, “you should be grateful that you at least ______,” are not the ones you should tell your problems to anymore.

6. You don’t have to feel silly for thinking, “no one understands me.” You probably have every reason to believe this. Find someone who does, even if it’s a musician you may never speak to personally.

7. It’s okay to take time for yourself. Skip your after school activities and take a walk alone with your thoughts. Go home and take a bubble bath until your skin is so wrinkly you feel like you can’t touch anything. Get in bed and make lists of things you live for.

8. You are in control. If you don’t like your outlook on the world, change it. If you don’t like the person you are, change that too. You can change everything. Train yourself to have a new handwriting, get a haircut, start eating healthier food, dress a different way, find a new circle of friends, explore a new hobby. As long as it is a healthy, natural change, it’s probably at least worth a shot.

9. The little things go a long way. Find something that makes you smile when you see it- fish, orchids, stars, the color purple- and make that thing mean more to you than anything else. Let seeing that thing make your entire day and show you how beautiful the world can be.

10. The world is beautiful. The fact that any form of life can exist on this planet is beautiful. The one in billions chance that you should exist at all is beautiful. You are beautiful. Someday you will be fully aware of this and everything that is happening right now will seem so small. Don’t give up before you have the chance to see that day.

By 10 things to remember when you hate your life // a.c. (via hapricity)

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Girl Code Tip #129

girl-code-tips:

If you’re out drinking and you get drunk enough to stumble, don’t get into a car and try driving.
Yes, sometimes you may make it home safe somehow, but that could be the worst decision you ever make. You could kill yourself and you are also putting every innocent person on your pathway home in trouble.
Someone out there will pick you up and take you home.

Girl Code.

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just-a-penis-with-a-dream:

just-a-penis-with-a-dream:

myfrecklesareyoursouls:

wingardium-liftiosa:

slowfedex:

So I came home from school a few days ago and found this on one of the cabinets in my house. 
See about three years ago my parents decided to go on a big push to get healthy. At the time we were all really overweight, it was a good idea. Our motto became “Eat less. Exercise more.” This was reasonable, because we often had thirds in every meal, and I couldn’t run to my mail box without getting out of breath.Since that time between the four members of my family we’ve lost a hundred and sixty pounds. I am muscled, curvy, and a weight I love. I exercise four days a week, usually boxing early in the morning before school. Usually in the course of a day I’ll eat two pieces of toast, a sandwich and a fruit, and a small piece of meet with a couple vegetables. 
My parents are not impressed. At one time, they always repeated to me “healthy at any weight”, but now it has turned not to being healthy to be healthy, but lose weight lose weight lose weight. 
My eleven year old sister and I have started working with each other to sneak food into our rooms that they won’t notice we’ve taken.
The other day, I didn’t wake up at five before school to work out, and my dad yelled at me, making me promise to work out an extra day that week. 
My dad picks apart my lunch in the morning. Recently, they started giving me only half a sandwich. 
A few days ago, my sister went to get a cheese stick after school, and my mother told her that if she ate it, it would be her entire dinner. My sister ate it, and didn’t get dinner. 
My parents told me I need to get a personal trainer so I can “improve faster”. 
My family has a history of eating disorders, and everyday my family seems more and more anorexic. I’m scared for both myself and my younger sister. Both of us try to not eat, because we get approval from our parents for being “more healthy”. I’ve stopped eating lunch, trying to loose weight so that they will be nicer to me. 
I don’t think my parents realize that they’re fostering eating disorders, but the other day I tried to make myself puke, because they treat food like poison. 
I was wondering if you could reblog this if you think this sounds unhealthy, because I keep trying to talk myself out of thinking that it is. 

This is horrifying.

This is very horrifying. Your sister is growing, and so are you. You need nutrition and this isn’t right. Borderline abuse.

It;s not BORDERLINE it IS

I would like to point out that a child service worker would immediantly see this as abuse

just-a-penis-with-a-dream:

just-a-penis-with-a-dream:

myfrecklesareyoursouls:

wingardium-liftiosa:

slowfedex:

So I came home from school a few days ago and found this on one of the cabinets in my house. 

See about three years ago my parents decided to go on a big push to get healthy. At the time we were all really overweight, it was a good idea. Our motto became “Eat less. Exercise more.” This was reasonable, because we often had thirds in every meal, and I couldn’t run to my mail box without getting out of breath.

Since that time between the four members of my family we’ve lost a hundred and sixty pounds. I am muscled, curvy, and a weight I love. I exercise four days a week, usually boxing early in the morning before school. Usually in the course of a day I’ll eat two pieces of toast, a sandwich and a fruit, and a small piece of meet with a couple vegetables. 

My parents are not impressed. At one time, they always repeated to me “healthy at any weight”, but now it has turned not to being healthy to be healthy, but lose weight lose weight lose weight. 

My eleven year old sister and I have started working with each other to sneak food into our rooms that they won’t notice we’ve taken.

The other day, I didn’t wake up at five before school to work out, and my dad yelled at me, making me promise to work out an extra day that week. 

My dad picks apart my lunch in the morning. Recently, they started giving me only half a sandwich. 

A few days ago, my sister went to get a cheese stick after school, and my mother told her that if she ate it, it would be her entire dinner. My sister ate it, and didn’t get dinner. 

My parents told me I need to get a personal trainer so I can “improve faster”. 

My family has a history of eating disorders, and everyday my family seems more and more anorexic. I’m scared for both myself and my younger sister. Both of us try to not eat, because we get approval from our parents for being “more healthy”. 

I’ve stopped eating lunch, trying to loose weight so that they will be nicer to me. 

I don’t think my parents realize that they’re fostering eating disorders, but the other day I tried to make myself puke, because they treat food like poison. 

I was wondering if you could reblog this if you think this sounds unhealthy, because I keep trying to talk myself out of thinking that it is. 

This is horrifying.

This is very horrifying. Your sister is growing, and so are you. You need nutrition and this isn’t right. Borderline abuse.

It;s not BORDERLINE it IS

I would like to point out that a child service worker would immediantly see this as abuse