purestone:

Fell in love with the artistry.

pregnant bellies have got to be one of the most beautiful things in the world.

(via blackfashion)

Major discovery.

Boys can actually find me sexy because of not in spite of my body. I might never see him again, but at least I know that my legs and tummy are more than my image sensitive areas.

femme-swag:

yes queens. yes.

femme-swag:

yes queens. yes.

Self-love cannot flourish in isolation. It is no easy task to be self-loving. Simple axioms that make self-love sound easy only make matters worse. It leaves many people wondering why, if it is so easy, they continue to be trapped by feelings of low self-esteem or self-hatred. Using a working definition of love that tells us it is the action we take on behalf of our own or another’s spiritual growth provides us with a beginning blueprint for working on the issue of self-love. When we see love as a combination of trust, commitment, care, respect, knowledge, and responsibility, we can work on developing these qualities or, if they are already a party of who we are, we can learn to extend them to ourselves.
bell hooks, All About Love: New Visions  (via ceedling)

(via femme-swag)

you and me both, sister.

you and me both, sister.

(via smellslikegirlriot)

My fatness takes away from my femininity here. Like a fucking equation.

lolololololol and now he keeps talking to me about how pretty these other girls are. AWESOME. keep doing what you’re doing, champ.

deadpon-and-weible:

impsexual:

Because telling fat people that they are in fact humans that deserve dignity and respect automatically means you’re ~*GLORIFYING OBESITY*~

By the way, don’t dribble on to me saying you worry about a fat person’s ‘health’. That’s just a bullshit excuse to voice your unwanted opinion on a fat person’s body considering you wouldn’t give a single flying fuckadoodle about someone’s health if they were skinny. Besides another person’s health is none of your damned business anyway. Run along now and preach to a choir that actually cares.

I’m going to be honest, so long as you’re not hurting anyone, you can eat soy sauce and milk duds all day long for all I care.

thank you so much for this comic imp.

(via redefiningbodyimage)

redefiningbodyimage:

fatbodypolitics:

tearopod:

thumbcramps:

I’ve had enough.

I have a friend named Kaitlan: she’s beautiful and kind and is a great cosplayer, and she’s been getting these slipped under her apartment door for months.

I asked her if I could make this post because I’ve been seeing this happening and I just want something to be done. Whether it’s people supporting her or someone telling her how to get this to stop. How to get these people to get the punishment they deserve.

She has literally done anything that she knows to do. She even went to the police:

They told her to come back if it got more serious. What does that even MEAN? Apparently, someone has to actually kill themselves for this to be serious to the police. 

Apparently, this behavior is acceptable at Indiana University of PA. Apparently, this behavior is acceptable to the Indiana County Police. Apparently, bullying like this is completely acceptable until someone ends up dead.

I’m just absolutely infuriated right now. This should not go unpunished. Absolutely fucking not.

If anyone has any advice on how to help this person, please don’t hesitate to offer it. It seems that the police are not willing to intervene until someone is injured or deceased. 

I emailed the OP but there are so many things that I need to know in order to help her. Hopefully they answer. 

I’m going to go cry for a bit now. Fuck you world.

This is fucking disgusting. Is there a way we can contact the police in a way that doesn’t block other people who need to contact them? A public opinions email or anything? Also it may be helpful to contact the paper in the area (rant and raves etc.) about the issue. But only at Kaitlan’s behest, I would hate to put her in that situation if she doesn’t want it. She’s been through enough.

this is why i hate the world. people like this exist, and it makes me so angry. i just want to shake people like this and make them see how destructive and awful they are.

I’m not sure what this is, really. A diary. A captain’s log for the truly sorry for themselves. Whatever it is, I hope that someone will read it and find it helpful, or insightful, or at least a little entertaining.

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