One time I forgot to and it scared me. I opened up my phone and there it was. It was like getting an unsolicited dick pic from myself.
Dang wish I had that confidence. Anytime I’ve taken one I’ve sent and deleted and then deleted from the recently deleted picture file. Part of it is my phone is in the hands of different account buyers too much so I can’t trust them and part of it is, like, basically a lot of unending self consciousness and disgust that would never allow me to keep it on my phone lol
Ok I mean I deff understand that first part haha but the second part makes me so sad. Reading some of these comments has made me feel bad for y’all. Like it hurts my heart to see people filled with so much self loathing! Also ironically me moving my pics to Dropbox made them “safer” to outsiders because you need a passcode/fingerprint to get into Dropbox lol
I lost a bit of weight recently so I was definitely feeling myself more. Then I put some back on but I’m still like fuck it. This is who I am. Still trying to take decent pics. Lol
Yeah, my girlfriend and I have had like a million conversations about it and how I need to support myself like I support her/friends/whoever else and I’m just like ... nah
I'm pale as fuck and haven't seen my real abs since like 8th grade. My hairline is running fast and one of my nipples is bigger than the other. I'm also REAL WEIRD. But somebody is always down to love you for you and i've gotten that a handful of times in life. So I remember that instead of feeling a need to look a certain way to be attractive to somebody.
I love the hidden folder, even though its not really hidden. with the gf away for two weeks every two weeks, it's the little things (hey now, not like that)
it doesn't tend to drag my mood or mental health down that often. I've learned to work around it all and get to a good place.
I've been hooking up with my ex for what feels like 48 hours straight after having not seen each other for months. Wut. Am. I. Doing.
12:47am, her name shows up on my phone while she's in the same bar as me but with a different group of people. "Hi. Are you seeing someone?" "No." "Okay. Do you want to go home?" "Yeah." We argued for 3-5 minutes and then it was like old times friday night, yesterday morning, and this morning. We're texting about tonight.