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They put this pic in the article. Messy hair, fugly dress and the unfit shoes. Please remind me what's the purpose of this news?
Ballsy: So, the Evening Standard (Anna Wintour connection) just did a “style” article on SH based on The Telegraph piece. The amount of shade is Nuclear Wintour level.
http://www.standard.co.uk/fashion/partiesandpeople/sophie-hunter-style-file-as-benedict-cumberbatch-confirms-his-wifes-pregnancy-we-chart-the-a3379581.html
Firstly - they put all of her crappy pre Cumberbatch stuff in a gallery (note the pic above). And then … . under the headline (as I highlighted above) they put “prove himself” in quotes.
Prove himself as a father is becoming a meme almost. The media are very much picking up on that. It’s in quite a few of the headlines.
And ALL of the outlets make SURE they point out the timeline. Like so:
“Having married on February 14 last year, the pair welcomed son Christopher Carlton a few months later before announcing their second pregnancy this week.”
I don’t know if it’s been pointed out, but a HELL of a lot of these articles leave off “Cumberbatch” at the end of CCC’s name. It’s just CC.
I really hope they have an end to this before the circling vultures pounce:
She's almost made it to Weirdo Wednesday but I was busy catching up Xmen 97 yesterday so I didn't realize that there's new photos of her from events two weeks ago.
She's going solo but not famous enough to get a solo picture of herself. The dress was ok, though I'm really questioning the hat. Why? Well Weirdo is Weirdo.
Get to know B-Bomb(Lee Minhyuk)💕
Stages of Finding Someone to Collab With
(At least the stages I go throughout)
1) Stress of finding someone
2) Sharing My Idea When I do and Awaiting a Response
3)Then They Think I’m Weird
4) Well I Tried
5) I’ll Just Keep My Idea to Myself…I guess😩
(Wanting to to do something awesome for Avengers but not having anyone to collab with. I’m good with idea not so much writing and I’m friendless)
Drawing, 19/3/2014. I can't afford a record player, so I can only fantasize about being a real hipster while I sit around drawing rubbish on scraps of paper.
Sketchbook doodle 4/1/2015.
I really try to look normal, chill, and happy; some days I feel "normal," but today I was really anxious, and I can't act normal; I do not speak; I cannot see people in the eye; I felt like I was dying (with my close family that I see every week).... I feel horrible with strangers, classmates, young people, older people, kids, teachers, and good-looking people. My family tells me when we are at the mall that I am antipatic, but in my head I'm trying to not run and cry. I am not a good company because of my anxiety. They are normal extrovert people, so they don't understand. They have a life, partners, friends, jobs, experiences; a life basically. This makes me cry and think I don't have anything; no dumb college experiences; parties, being drunk, a boyfriend, friends, going out every weekend. I am just existing, and I am in my mid-twenties. My anxiety and depression are so strong that people can see it, and honestly, I think about killing myself every night. The pills do not help. I am smart, but I cannot do my best in college because I can't speak, do presentations every day, or be in a group with my classmates in a normal way, but I am going to finish no matter how many nights I cry.
I'm running out of options to forget my desire to end my life.
That thought is present every day, it makes me remember that I have not achieved anything and probably never will.
Honestly, I am just alive because of my pets; when they pass away, I am going with them.
Sad because someone very special to me told me that I am boring, have no personality, and am antypatic.
It is just my horrible social anxiety; a defense mechanism; no one really knows me or wants to be with me. That makes me cry every night.
I really need to go with my psychiatrist and tell him that I am worst and that I lie about getting better to not bother my family.
Does anyone else have bones ache and feel the body cold after a bad day?
The inspiration for my drawings and paintings comes only when I am feeling down.
Crying because I interact with a person the same age as me and she is alive, happy, talking, boyfriend, friends and has a job. And I am just existing, and you can see a big difference between us. That comparison ruined my night.
The factor that makes my anxiety and depression worse is university. I can't go to class and be among those people I've known for years and haven't talked to yet. I can't feel normal in the classroom; my chest hurts, I feel cold, shaking, and I get dizzy. Walking around campus makes me feel worse, and I don't know how to explain it to my family. Yesterday I couldn't sleep because of the chest pain I felt when I found out that today is Monday.
I don't know what to say other than I don't want to be here anymore. I try to distract myself, but always, every day, not existing is the best option.
I will stop using this social network for a while, because even though I can find people who are going through the same thing, it does not help me with my depression and problems. It makes me constantly remember how bad I feel and focus on those thoughts. I'll try not to use social media for a while, and I'm not saying I'll get better by doing so, but I need to grow as a person.
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