I hate questions that start out as “As a christian….” It makes it seem like I have to put on a different mask to answer “as a christian” which isn’t true. I’m the same person. I’m ONE person. But anyways…
Each of my tattoos tell a personal story about my walk with Christ and overall growth as a person. For me, it’s a way of worship and because of that I never saw it as “marking my body” as if it’s some kind of grafitti, I saw it as hanging up a banner… Kind of like a celebration. And I know people argue that it’s sinful and wrong but I’ve never felt guilty or wrong unless it was because I wanted to hide it from judgemental adults— never from God. I believe that God doesn’t give a damn about what my body looks like, what is written, or what holes are punched in it. But I guess it’s just something some people will never understand. And that’s okay with me because it’s not for them anyway.
I wear clothes. LOL They know about my wrist tattoo and my shoulder tattoo. They have some kind of idea about my peacock. My parents don’t disapprove of tattoos… I just choose not to be like, “Hey mom and dad. Check out my new ink!” I always try not to show my tattoos.
how do you do eye makeup; i just had mine done and i don't think she knows how to do asian eyes because they don't sink in and i feel like the eye shadow goes too near my eyebrow which makes pops out too much, i think the difference between white and asian eyes is the depth of the eye socket and what/how much makeup you can put on it. your opinion?
I totally agree with you! I only put my eyeshadow as far as my natural crease goes (and maybe extended past a little tiny bit). It’s a lot more natural and less-alien looking on Asians. :)
How did you get over the ex that you caught cheating? My ex cheated on me in some way but I still can not get over him.
As soon as I found out, the contemptment was too strong for me to have any lingering feelings whatsoever. However I was left with some pretty bad trust issues, anxiety, and a cynical outlook on guys and relationships. People dont understand what damage they could do to somebody through one selfish decision that could’ve easily been avoided. That’s why I can never be unfaithful or cheat on anyone who gives me their heart because I know a person’s feelings are not something to be fucked with. I have absolutely no respect for people who cheat and I think that’s why I was able to get over them instantly. I was just utterly repulsed.
One of your ex just poked me on facebook and just subscribe to my updates.. did he start with you like that? when he has a gf right now, what a creepo. -_-
What drives him to hit on girls on such a public site like Facebook when he’s in a relationship… Idk. What drives him to do that after he cried like a little bitch when when I caught him…. Idk. *shrugs* People don’t change. Let this be a lesson to all of us!
To this day I have not felt anything more cold than the realization that I’m not good enough to be what I want to be. I can’t be an English major. My skills are mediocre at best and garbage compared to true artist’s work. I’ve discovered a new self-hatred towards myself as well as a newfound appreciation but I can’t figure out the balance between the two… Nor do I ever have time to because my mind is so repleted with responsibilities and deadlines that I’m failing to keep. Life is kicking my ass and I only do a good job at masking it.
Birth control. I need it cause I had a lot of issues with my period (if you’ve followed me for a while, you know I had SEVERE cramps, acne, spotting on random days, etc). It made me gain a little bit of weight on my face but it also made my boobs grow! Not complaining.
I realized that I was working out the wrong way for almost my entire life. My professor has been especially brutal about this. Kicking a dog when it’s down. That’s college.
Running on the treadmill next to a girl who does MMA is more motivation than a Victoria’s Secret runway show and my overlapping fat combined.
I am now obsessed with my heart rate it’s almost like OCD. I’m always checking my pulse as if I have doubts that I’m alive or something. This ties in with the first one. Guys, if you don’t check your HR while working out, you’re doing it wrong.
I now know how to use a bowflex. That shit is amazing. I want one in my room, my kitchen, my bathroom… You get the idea.
I’m a germaphobe.
I understand gym meathead talk.
I’m obsessed with trying to fix my posture because I’m scared that I’m elongating my upper back and shortening my chest so that I’m forever crippled. I wake up from my sleep to fix my posture. It’s kind of crazy.