So…this is my testimony in gif version.
then I found God:
then I got careless and lost hope:
then God found his way back in my life again:
I can’t wait to see what he has for me next:
That’s what I’ve been sayin’
- 17 Magazine: You've said girls should embrace their curves. Why did you think it important to make that statement?
- Jennifer: [When I was playing Mystique in X-Men,] I remember thinking, If I'm going to be naked in paint in front of the entire world, I'm going to look like a woman. I'm going to have curves and have boobs and a butt. Because girls are going to look at that, and if I look like a scarecrow, they are going to think, Oh, that's normal. It's not normal. I'm just so sick of these young girls with diets. I remember when I was 13 and it was cool to pretend to have an eating disorder because there were rumors that Lindsay Lohan and Nicole Richie were anorexic. I thought it was crazy. I went home and told my mom, "Nobody's eating bread-I just had to finish everyone's burgers." I think it's really important for girls to have people to look up to and to feel good about themselves.
“I want to travel the corners of the world. Err, scratch that. Corners of the world sounds like the places people barely go to when they travel. I’m a mainstream girl, and honestly, I want to go where the wave usually is. I want to go back to the States and stay there for at least an entire month. Ideally, on my own so no one will bother me. So I can pretend as if I have all the opportunities in the world to let my faltering spirit wander a little and then revive itself completely and hopefully be able to set itself on an altogether different path.
I want to see what’s out there, and not be limited to the structures that make up what’s currently real for me. I want to expand my territory a little more. Play around the field and touch textures that aren’t always available to me. I want to meet new people who are not like me or the ones I know. I want to speak in a language I’m not used to. Yes, I want to feel a stronger rush of the wind and allow it to just blow me away even if my hair gets all tangled up. (Ha, as if they’re not tangled enough as I do not condition or comb it every morning.)
I want to buy a lot of things, too. People think it’s a shallow thing to have desires compelled by materialism. But my motivation isn’t exactly just that as you can see. I want new, shinier things because what I want seem to escape the palm of my hands. I want things I can grasp when I want to, and not evade me like I’m some kind of contagious disease. I want sparkly things because they distract me from the sight of a desire that’s becoming a bit more hopeless everyday.
I want to run. I want to feel like my body’s burning, not only the calories and fats I wish would leave me, but my soul that’s becoming blithe. I want speed and agility because, right now, static is all there is to it. I want my feet to run on solid ground and be able to hear fast-paced footsteps that I believe I can make. I want to get wet in my own sweat, and not in somebody else’s. Basically, I just want to run away from all that’s been following me and exhausting me. I want to be exhausted out of my own will and not because I’m running around in circles like a tiger trapped in a zoo cage.
I want to see a different light. One that shines so brightly I will stop wandering in the darkness. It’s a shame actually because I’ve claimed almost a million times to have found it already, and yet here I am, going against it. And I’m sorry, really. I wish I were a little more complying and a little less resisting. But the battle lies in my heart and I won’t try denying it anymore. I want that glorious sunlight. I want it to reflect against my hair and reveal a deeper brown than its natural shade. I guess that’s also my way of saying I want to shine and have greater glow. One that even I haven’t seen myself emanate for the longest time.
I want to smell something different. Not the lasting smell of smoke I try hard to cover with perfume, or the pleasurable aroma of food that instantly awakens the glutton in me. Nope. I want to take a whiff of air that smells like fresh water so I can (pretend to) renew myself at the very least. I want a new scent to stick to my body and claim it as my own signature so people can start identifying me with something more fierce and wonderful.
I WANT TO BE TAKEN AWAY. Oh please, please send me a plane so I can leave now and be so faraway. From you and from all of the things that keep me here—all those that hold me back. I want to be set free in a place that doesn’t remind me of you. I want to discover a new life because the one I’m trying to live right now doesn’t seem to work out anymore. And yes, I want to put an end to you. And that’s all there is to it.”
This Friday? A double BatDate?
( I think I’ve reblogged this before?)
Guys, I get made fun of so much for this! I don’t understand why.
What? Why? I think this is awesome. It’s all the fun of going to a movie/going on a date with all the comfort of home! Also it’s great for couples/friends who don’t live near each other or are away at school or something.
I don’t understand how this could be a bad thing.