luxury-kisses:

OMG LOOK AT THIS PERFECTION

just-believe-and-be-free:

Society these days is f’d up.

You’re not considered beautiful if you wear anything above a size 0. If you eat, you’re fat. You don’t eat, you’re an anorexic freak. If you’re still a virgin at 16, you’re a loser. You lose it at 16, you’re easy. Daddy has money than you’re a spoiled brat. You have no money, you’re a poor rat. Talk a lot than you’re annoying but if you keep to yourself than you’re emo. No wonder teenagers these days are becoming more and more “self-defiant”. Things they put out to the media don’t help. We all have this… this image to live up too. That we have to have it perfect or our lives are screwed. And all these last resorts us teenagers do are terrible. Starving ourselves? Making ourselves throw up? CUTTING? All this self-harm just makes me sick. Not one person should have it in their mind that they aren’t good enough. People say that we’ve created monsters. “We just stopped looking for these monsters when we realized they were inside us.” Maybe if someone would step in our shoes, it would be clear. No one understands it ‘till you’ve experienced it. It gets hard to explain in a way you understand, in a way for you to get this is in your mind. Where you will go away from reading this and it be stuck in your head. That this bullying, harassment, and teasing of kids who are different, maybe they aren’t the skinniest, maybe they have a skin condition, or maybe they just don’t have many friends could come to an end. Create an end to the madness. Madness of “I could NEVER be pretty” or “Do it for the gap between the thighs” or honestly just to fit in. “Fitting in”… What does that even mean? Straight hair, blue eyes, and extra small Hollister shirts is one example of what my generation views as fitting in. What happened to originality? Every day at school I drown in a sea of repetitiveness. It gets old. Trust me. And every time I think of making a difference, it’s like The Army of “Perfects” attack. If anything in their “Social Ladder” gets knocked out of place, hell breaks loose. Thankfully, there is one person who has shown that she understands what someone in our generation goes through. She is a role model to many and uses her celebrity status to inspire those who have experienced similar situations. Demi Lovato is not only my role model and my inspiration but she is that to millions of others around the world. When life finally knocked her down, she wasn’t afraid to own up to it and tell her story. When she realized that she was to her breaking point, she did what she needed to, to fight her way back to the surface. Because of this, I now know that what I was going through and what I was putting my body through was not what I needed to be. Demi has helped me destroy that “monster” and begin to love myself inside and out. See, a few months ago I saw myself as an outcast. My body wasn’t anything like the girls I was around. I was told that I was fat, that this would hold me back from ever getting that one boy to ever notice me. I did everything from exercising to starving myself but nothing worked. It was when one night I was talking to my friend and she mentioned something. Something that struck me; making myself throw up. “All the girls do it” was the words she told me. Now a year ago, I would’ve kicked myself for ever thinking about doing this. But desperate times call for desperate measures, right? Wrong. Sure at first it seemed like it helped. I dropped 20 pounds in 3 months. Life was looking great. After a while, it becomes like a black hole. Sucking you in, like an addiction to nicotine. I couldn’t handle it. I tried talking to my friends but they just didn’t get it. I lost many over this but most of all, I lost myself. Then one day I was snooping around on the internet and found this story of how one girl that went through all that and more, fought it. And I am in every way grateful and thankful for the hope that her story has given me. That girl being Demi. I found her on “Love is louder” campaign. An organization that helps thousands of teens realize that there IS hope out there. Just to help us all realize that life does get better. No matter how bad it may seem.

-Just Another One Of Those Teenagers

just-believe-and-be-free:

Society these days is f’d up.

You’re not considered beautiful if you wear anything above a size 0. If you eat, you’re fat. You don’t eat, you’re an anorexic freak. If you’re still a virgin at 16, you’re a loser. You lose it at 16, you’re easy. Daddy has money than you’re a spoiled brat. You have no money, you’re a poor rat. Talk a lot than you’re annoying but if you keep to yourself than you’re emo. No wonder teenagers these days are becoming more and more “self-defiant”. Things they put out to the media don’t help. We all have this… this image to live up too. That we have to have it perfect or our lives are screwed. And all these last resorts us teenagers do are terrible. Starving ourselves? Making ourselves throw up? CUTTING? All this self-harm just makes me sick. Not one person should have it in their mind that they aren’t good enough. People say that we’ve created monsters. “We just stopped looking for these monsters when we realized they were inside us.” Maybe if someone would step in our shoes, it would be clear. No one understands it ‘till you’ve experienced it. It gets hard to explain in a way you understand, in a way for you to get this is in your mind. Where you will go away from reading this and it be stuck in your head. That this bullying, harassment, and teasing of kids who are different, maybe they aren’t the skinniest, maybe they have a skin condition, or maybe they just don’t have many friends could come to an end. Create an end to the madness. Madness of “I could NEVER be pretty” or “Do it for the gap between the thighs” or honestly just to fit in. “Fitting in”… What does that even mean? Straight hair, blue eyes, and extra small Hollister shirts is one example of what my generation views as fitting in. What happened to originality? Every day at school I drown in a sea of repetitiveness. It gets old. Trust me. And every time I think of making a difference, it’s like The Army of “Perfects” attack. If anything in their “Social Ladder” gets knocked out of place, hell breaks loose. Thankfully, there is one person who has shown that she understands what someone in our generation goes through. She is a role model to many and uses her celebrity status to inspire those who have experienced similar situations. Demi Lovato is not only my role model and my inspiration but she is that to millions of others around the world. When life finally knocked her down, she wasn’t afraid to own up to it and tell her story. When she realized that she was to her breaking point, she did what she needed to, to fight her way back to the surface. Because of this, I now know that what I was going through and what I was putting my body through was not what I needed to be. Demi has helped me destroy that “monster” and begin to love myself inside and out. See, a few months ago I saw myself as an outcast. My body wasn’t anything like the girls I was around. I was told that I was fat, that this would hold me back from ever getting that one boy to ever notice me. I did everything from exercising to starving myself but nothing worked. It was when one night I was talking to my friend and she mentioned something. Something that struck me; making myself throw up. “All the girls do it” was the words she told me. Now a year ago, I would’ve kicked myself for ever thinking about doing this. But desperate times call for desperate measures, right? Wrong. Sure at first it seemed like it helped. I dropped 20 pounds in 3 months. Life was looking great. After a while, it becomes like a black hole. Sucking you in, like an addiction to nicotine. I couldn’t handle it. I tried talking to my friends but they just didn’t get it. I lost many over this but most of all, I lost myself. Then one day I was snooping around on the internet and found this story of how one girl that went through all that and more, fought it. And I am in every way grateful and thankful for the hope that her story has given me. That girl being Demi. I found her on “Love is louder” campaign. An organization that helps thousands of teens realize that there IS hope out there. Just to help us all realize that life does get better. No matter how bad it may seem.

-Just Another One Of Those Teenagers

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