I’m sure you know whose name fits these situations perfectly.
I would feel deep despair if __________ left me Sometimes I can’t control my thoughts, they are obsessively on _______ I feel happy when I am doing something to make _______ happy I would rather be with ________ than anyone else I’d get jealous if I thought ________ was falling in love with someone else I yearn to know all about ____________ I want ________ physically, emotionally, mentally I have an endless appetite for affection from __________ For me, ________ is the perfect romantic partner I sense my body responding when __________ touches me ________ always seems to be on my mind I want ________ to know me, my thoughts, my fears, and my hopes I eagerly look for signs indicating _________’s desire for me I possess a powerful attraction for _____________ I get extremely depressed when things don’t go right in my relationship with ________
There are too many things to remember to do, and not enough energy to do them. I feel like collapsing, and instead of doing anything about it, I feel the need to keep doing exactly what I’m doing right now and hope everything changes for the better with none of my input. What is input anyway? It’s not like if I decide to do something everything will magically get better. I don’t even know where to get help.
My mind’s fried, my body’s tense. I need a massage.
A love-hate relationship is a personal relationship involving simultaneous or alternating emotions of love and hate. This relationship does not have to be of a romantic nature, and may be instead of a sibling one. It may occur when people have completely lost the intimacy within a loving relationship, yet still retain some passion for, or perhaps some commitment to, each other.
A related theme is “obligatory friendship”, where one party usually feels indebted to another and forges a friendship but still holds a grudge over a particular past disappointment or set of disappointments, while the “creditor” in the relationship agrees to the nature of the relationship often for security reasons, but remains aware of the “debtor’s” grudge and feels counter-indebted until the cause of the grudge is sufficiently overcome.
Research from Yale University suggests love-hate relationships may be the result of poor self-esteem.
I wanted to write something inspirational and heart-warming that would get tons of notes, but apparently that’s not gonna happen tonight. I blame my homework for turning my mind to mush. It’s worse than TV.
In an effort to cheer myself up, I will write a list of things I am grateful for…
To me, love isn’t about those small things that someone does to make me feel happy. I feel loved when I know that I can make someone do anything for me, and the bigger it is, the better. I measure the extent to which someone loves me by the power I have over them: the more scared they are of losing me, the better. If anything, the best way to make me feel loved is to cower in fear of me and desperately try to gain my approval. Emotional leverage and physical superiority make me happy.
Yes, I’m a sociopath. I apologize in advance, but I’m trying to get better, I promise.
If you have any respect for me, you will offer blood libations to my Megutron shrine. Or you can go visit her blog, whatever floats your boat. Careful though, she might change your life. If that happens, she’s already my best friend, so there.
Somehow, when I read people’s posts, I feel closer to them. I know it sounds ridiculous but I actually do. Every post is like a door to the way that they think. Every post, feels like an invitation to adopt their way of living. I know that people won’t post everything that they think; so a complete understanding is not possible. I know that it’s ridiculous to think that I’m one step closer to understanding my friends because of a single post, but I just do.
I spent 30 minutes in our bathroom thinking about how hot people would look under their clothes. (No, not like that you perv.) You see, I just had a satisfying dinner (read: chicken popcorn and stale rice. I’m a grateful person, okay). You know that feeling you get when you’re full? Yeah, I just checked myself out for 30 minutes because of that. The question I have is this: do hot, skinny people get bloated after they eat? Do they grope and pinch at their stomachs and go in front of a mirror and raise their shirt to check if their belly is proportional to the rest of their body? Perhaps I could blame the media, or my insecurities, but I don’t care. I’m stuck thinking that thin is the only way to go, and now I’m stuck thinking about how staged the whole perfect body thing is.
I’m reading through my essay feedback for Business, and people rated my use of language as poor. Also, the overall quality of my essay and its academic quality were barely adequate. Should I be offended or….
“I want a soulmate who can sit me down, shut me up, tell me ten things I don’t already know, and make me laugh. I don’t care what you look like, just turn me on. And if you can do that, I will follow you on bloody stumps through the snow. I will nibble your mukluks with my own teeth. I will do your windows. I will care about your feelings. Just have something in there.”—Henry Rollins (via eulogytoahellofadame)
I just realized how hard it is to MC when two of your party guests are drunk and stoned on rainbows and puppy blood. Getting them to cooperate is harder than catching a cannibal unicorn. That’s right you two, I’m looking at you and your sexy accents. And before you correct me, yes, I can see your accents. Heaven knows what would happen if…
Munchausen syndrome is a type of factitious disorder, or mental illness, in which a person repeatedly acts as if he or she has a physical or mental disorder when, in truth, he or she has caused the symptoms. People with factitious disorders act this way because of an inner need to be seen as ill or injured, not to achieve a concrete benefit, such as financial gain. They are even willing to undergo painful or risky tests and operations in order to get the sympathy and special attention given to people who are truly ill. Some will secretively injure themselves to cause signs like blood in the urine or cyanosis of a limb. Munchausen syndrome is a mental illness associated with severe emotional difficulties.
Munchausen syndrome—named for Baron von Munchausen, an 18th century German officer who was known for embellishing the stories of his life and experiences—is the most severe type of factitious disorder. Most symptoms in people with Munchausen syndrome are related to physical illness—symptoms such as chest pain, stomach problems, or fever—rather than those of a mental disorder.
“If someone breaks your heart, just punch them in the face. Oh sure, it seems obvious now, but you’d be amazed at how many people don’t think of it when it’s relevant. Seriously, just punch them in the face and go get some ice cream.”—Unknown (via littlemiss)
Congenital insensitivity to pain (CIP), also known as congenital analgesia, is one or more rare conditions where a person cannot feel (and has never felt) physical pain.
For patients with this disorder, cognition and sensation are otherwise normal; for instance patients can still feel discriminative touch (though not always temperature), and there are no detectable physical abnormalities.
If you play with fire, you will wet your bed. (It makes children become aware of the danger of fire.)
If you rest just after eating, you will become a cow/pig/elephant. (This means not to be lazy.)
If you whistle or play a flute at night, snakes will come to you. (This means not to bother your neighbors.) (When they say snake, it means a thief.)
A cold mid-section will cause diarrhea
The first dream of a new year will come true
Breaking a comb or the cloth strap of a “geta” wooden sandal is an omen of misfortune.
Stepping on the cloth border of a tatami mat brings bad luck.
Death and the Supernatural
If you go to a funeral, you should throw salt over yourself before entering your home. This is believed to be cleansing.
You should never sleep with your head in North position or you will have a short life (this is the way a body is laid out at funeral).
Chopsticks should not be stuck upright into food, especially rice. Chopsticks are only stuck upright into rice in the bowl on the altar at a funeral. Likewise, food should never be passed chopstick-to-chopstick as this is done in a ceremony where bone fragments from cremated remains are placed in an urn. This is called “hotokebashi.”
Cutting your fingernails or toenails at night is bad luck. If you do so, it is believed that you will not be with your parents at their deathbed.
You should never write a person’s name in red ink.
Xenoglossia, is the putative paranormal phenomenon in which a person is able to speak or write a language he or she supposedly could not have acquired by natural means. For example, a person who speaks German fluently, but who is not a native German speaker, has never studied German, never been to a German-speaking country, and never associated with German speakers or had any other source of exposure to the German language, would be said to exhibit xenoglossy. The existence of xenoglossy is not generally accepted by linguists and psychologists (Samarin 1976, Thomason 1984, 1987, 1996). However, psychiatrist and paranormal researcher Ian Stevenson documented several cases that he considered authentic (Stevenson, 2001).
The New Testament claims that xenoglossy took place at Pentecost. The Book of Acts (2:1-13) describes Galileans speaking in non-native languages drawn from all over the Roman Empire, so that visitors to Jerusalem could understand them declaring “the mighty works of God”. The visitors included Parthians, Medes, Elamites, and residents of Mesopotamia, Judaea, Cappadocia, Pontus, Asia, Phrygia, Pamphylia, Egypt, Cyrenian Libya, and Rome. The author of the Book of Acts calls this phenomenon “speaking in tongues”, and other instances of it are mentioned in Acts 10:46; 19:6 and 1 Corinthians (12-14).
A bakeneko (化け猫?, “monster-cat”) is, in Japanese folklore, a cat with supernatural abilities akin to those of the fox or raccoon dog. A cat may become a bakeneko in a number of ways: it may reach a certain age, be kept for a certain number of years, grow to a certain size, or be allowed to keep a long tail. In the last case, the tail forks in two and the bakeneko is then called a nekomata. This superstition may have some connection to the breeding of the Japanese Bobtail.