Submitted by asummerstateofmind
My Favourite Types of Hugs
- Tight hugs: The ones where they just hug you super tight for a long time with no words.
- Unexpected hugs: The ones where you’re just doing your own thing and they come from behind and hug you unexpectedly.
- Lift up hugs: The ones where you run up to them, and they have their arms all wide, and you just run up and you lift up your legs and they carry you.
- Spinning hugs: The ones where they hug you & spin you around in circles.
(Source: fcukyeahquotes, via alfreddosauce)
I’ve lost all my determination, all my motivation for school. I used to try hard in school. I had perfect grades. now, I don’t even know what i’m doing anymore. I don’t know why i’m starting to give up. I just need a break. I need to get away for a little bit… I need change, and soon. I can’t stand my daily routine anymore.
Oh, your parents didn’t buy you the car you wanted?
Shut the fuck up with the complaining about how your parents didn’t buy you exactly what you want. I don’t care if they gave you $20 instead of the $50 you wanted. You have no idea how to work for yourself. You don’t know what its like to have to actually work for your money. Chores are nothing. You shouldn’t get paid for vacuuming or doing the dishes every so often. Really, I think that should be expected of every child as payment to your parents for everything they do for you. I have moved over 14 times in my life. Not because we want change, or we want a different location, or even because a different house suits my family better. But because my mom cannot afford to pay rent. She can’t afford to own a house. We move because we can’t afford to live where we do. I can’t even count the number of times our garbage cans have been taken away, our heat has been turned off, our water has been turned off, how many times we’ve been without cable, internet, or cell phones, how many cars have been towed, or how many weeks we’ve gone without groceries. The only reason I live where I do now is because my brother and I help my mom pay bills. We work, and give our mom the money. I basically support myself, and I’m only 17. You’re right, I don’t have it as bad as some people. Yeah, my life could be worse. But, your life could also be a lot worse. So, stop complaining about how your mom didn’t buy you the dress you want, or how your parents don’t buy food that you like. At least all your basic needs are met. And, if you feel that you need more… Get a fucking job and work for it yourself.
My only relief is to sleep. When I’m sleeping, I’m not sad, I’m not angry, I’m not lonely, I’m nothing.
I LOVE HUGS. Not one of those “It’s nice to see you again, I‘ve really missed you” type of hugs or those “Goodbye for now” type of hugs, but an actual hug. The ones where each person has two arms wrapped around the other person’s body, holding on tight enough so no one feels the need to let go. The ones that last for more than a couple of seconds so you can rest your head on the other person’s shoulder for a while. Not the one armed hugs that need to be rushed so they could give a hug to the next person waiting to be hugged. The hugs where you don’t have to say anything because in that moment we just click when we’re holding onto each other. Hugs that make you feel like the world is slowing down just for you and everything is going to be okay. It’s not just a hug anymore, it becomes something much more than that. One simple gesture had the power to motivate you and make you stronger. Hugs like these are rare since you’re not exactly sure when you’re going to receive another one again. Giving you every possible reason to cherish the moment and make it last.
(via veeltmn)
