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I’m just going to leave this here for no reason whatsoever.
Gif credit to phantasy on idb (link).
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I need more blogs to follow...
Heyo, I’ve been on tumblr for a while, and I need some other blogs to follow other than Phan…
So, pLeAsE reblog if you’re this type of blog:
- AmazingPhil/danisnotonfire/phandom
- Melanie Martinez/Crybaby
- Twenty One Pilots/Josh Dun/Tyler Joseph
- Trans / Homosexual / LGBTQ+ rights
- Quotes
- Aesthetic
- Fashion / Makeup
- Artsy
- Funny
- Sims 4 cc/Sims 4
I’m going to take a lil sneakity peakity at yo blog, and follow if the content looks good! :) thanks ya’ll
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“We’re with you, @danielhowell.”
Asdfghjkl what the fuck YouTube
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easy thigh gap workout
here’s a simple exercise that you can do any time of day.
this workout is the best, trust me. I went from thighs completely touching, to thighs barely touching at all in just a few days.
lay on your back, with your knees bent, feet together. fold a bed pillow and put it in-between your thighs. squeeze and hold for two seconds. do this as many times as you can, trust me, it’s going to burn. when you feel like you can’t do it anymore, squeeze and hold the pillow for ten seconds. It seriously hurts, but totally worth it.
I found that this is really the only workout that mainly focuses your inner thighs, so if you don’t want thick toned thighs, this is the perfect workout for you. if you want I’ll post a photo of how to do it, just message me!
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Reblog If..
- all you think about is calories - eating makes you feel worthless - you fear gaining with all your heart - you can’t stand looking in the mirror - you generally hate your body - you think you’re fat - you think you’re ugly - you think you’re worthless - you’re scared of going back to school - you constantly think about your weight - you’re generally ashamed of your body
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not over u
i fucking miss you so much. you don't care at all. you're over me completely and you'll never give me a chance. i know this because i think about you way to often. sometimes i think that we could be ok and others i'm reminded how much you fucking despise me. you fuck with my feelings a lot and it makes me want to actually fucking die. i miss you so much, i miss everything we had and how you were the only one who ever treated me right. the only one who cared and meant it when they said i love you. you never failed to put a smile on my face until the night we broke up. i spent it getting drunk in my room and crying my eyes out because i regretted my decision so badly. but i was to broken to even attempt to fix it. you don't care anymore even though i still do way too much. you have so many other opportunities and girls that are way better then i ever was. i don't expect you to ever feel the same way again, because i definitely blew any fucking chance i had with you. i let you leave. i told you too. it's my fault that we're not together and i will always fucking regret that. you told me you didn't want to break up, you told me you wouldn't stop loving me. but here we are, with me crying over you at 3 am and you sleeping peacefully, dreaming of all the others you could have. i wish i never fucked everything up. i wish i didn't fuck myself over by letting you leave. you made me genuinely happy when i felt like i wanted to die every fucking day of my life. the times we were together we're the most amazing days. and now i have to let it all slowly fade away with the alcohol that drips down my throat. i want to scream and cry and throw things until i get you back. but i know that i won't. i know that you've moved on and that you've stopped loving me or caring about me anymore. i'm not important. i'm a stupid fling from the past. nothing that hasn't happened before. i put my everything into you. i trusted you with my life it felt like. the amount of times you talked me out of death is countless and the mount of times you calmed my fucking wreckless nerves is too many. i hate that i feel this way. i fucking hate how much i miss you. some days i'm thinking i'm so over you and that i mm glad we are over. but then when i'm laying in my bed enveloped in the dark silence of my room, alone with my thoughts i start crying. crying because i know deep down that the person i hurt most ending our relationship was me. and the person that doesn't care is you. and i don't know what the hell is wrong with me. because no matter how many fucking times i convince my broken little heart that i'm over you. i keep coming back to those tear filled nights remembering your hugs. my words mean absolutely fucking nothing. and that's what hurts the most. is that i'm sitting here bawling my eyes out at 3:39 am, writing about how i can't get over a boy who probably stopped thinking about me the moment another girl said hello. you don't care and you probably never will. i'm such a fucking idiot to be even fucking thinking this way but oh well. might as well get it out somewhere right? yeah. i love spending hours fucking crying and calling my self worthless and crazy because of you. and being angry and confused because you don't want me back. i'm just a thing of the fucking past. a stupid fucking object. who means nothing. because that's how i feel. i feel worthless and tired of crying. i feel disgusted by myself and disappointed that i even still feel this way. we broke up on june 13th and it's now october 29th and i'm still fucking upset. i don't know why. i don't think i ever will. but does it matter? no. because the only thing that's gonna always stick with me forever is that you don't care. and you never will. because you are completely fucking over me. and always will be.
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get a perfect thigh gap:
• 10 toe touches (standing) • 20 lunges (10 each leg) • 30 squats • 40 jumping jacks • 50 second toe touch (sitting) • 60 second wall sit
repeat everyday
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Reblog if you want random messages reminding you not to eat! 💓✨
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I want the glares,
the 0 sized jeans,
the oversized sweaters,
the “have you lost weight?”’s.
I need to prove them wrong,
need to be strong,
need to be patient.
I need to prove, that I can control myself.
I will go through faints,
trough insults,
trough fire if needed.
I will fight and reach my goals.
It’s not an option anymore.
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When you reach a goal weight, you’re ecstatic. But isn’t it strange how once you lose more, you’re so afraid of gaining and going back up to that same weight, the same one you were so happy with before. The only thing you can think is ‘the number can never be that high again’.
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Sweet potatoes
Y'ALL NEED TO STOP SLEEPING ON THEM.
A SMALL SWEET POTATO IS ONLY 60 CAL.
A MEDIUM ONE WHICH IS ACTUALLY BIG AF IS 100 CAL.
THEY ARE HEALTHY, FULL OF ACTUAL NUTRIENTS AND THEY ARE THE MOST FILLING THING I’VE EVER HAD FOR SO LITTLE CALORIES. BELIVE ME SWEET POTATOES ARE LIFE SAVIORS !
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highlights of the bloopers video:
- the contrast between phil’s amazingphil voice vs actual phil lester voice aka deeper
- the amount of times they groomed each other and made wishes on each other’s eyelashes
- the fact dan thought he was getting a phonecall but it just being a phone timer
- seeing the copacetic moment once again aka one of my fav ever gaming channel moments
- the diet coke accident at the end bc phil goes into dad mode immediately
- the gradual transformation of dan’s hair
- the usual domesticity just fullscreen and uncensored
- the warmth i feel in my chest after watching it
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god can you imagine how many times dan randomly showed up at phil’s place because he wanted something or just to surprise him……what the fuck :(
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