Because GUESS WHAT.
Society already accepts your body as the norm - as what’s beautiful - as what’s right.
I’m not going to keep spending my time reminding you that your body “is okay too” when you won’t…
280 Her words are perfect. Love this.
I’ve been staring at this page for far too long thinking about how to put feelings into words and who I’m talking to and why I’m talking at all.
Tumblr, sometimes I don’t give you nearly enough credit and sometimes I let you shake me far more than I’m comfortable admitting. You’ve given me heros…
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Frances Lockie (via queerfatfemme)
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[TRIGGER WARNING: Rape]
Look, it’s really fucking hard to be a fat person who happens to be romantically interested in other people, particularly when those other people are cis het dudes.
It’s hard because when you grow up fat, you grow up believing that you’re not ever going to be attractive…
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3035 You’re bad at this, Rush Limbaugh. You don’t even understand how babies are made, let alone how people can have sex without making a baby, and you would like the government to take over decision-making on these issues on your say-so. And you don’t get it. You biologically don’t get it. You just don’t understand it. You were absent that day. - Rachel Maddow
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Some guidelines for loving:
1. Tell them about their brilliance. They likely can’t see it and they don’t know its immensity, but you can see it, and you can illuminate it for them.
2. Be authentic, and give others the gift of the real you and a real…
5160 I’ve decided to start making smoothies every morning. So I bought all the stuff, prepped it, and the other morning I threw it all in my cuisinart blender. Within seconds, black smoke started pluming from my blender and a horrible burning smell filled the air. Turns out I blew out the motor of my blender.
Day one of The Smoothie Experiment, Stella=0, Blender=1.
Luckily I bought a nifty little blend-stick in the cutest shade of lemon-yellow. So I threw my ingredients (spinach, blueberries, greek yogurt, a little honey) in a cup and blended it up. And luckily, it didn’t taste horrible. I could still taste the spinach, which someone had assured me I wouldn’t, but it isn’t gross, surprisingly. It just tastes green.
Hopefully this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.
According to this, I only need to lose 136 pounds to be at the top of my ‘healthy bracket.’ Should be easy enough.
Aaaaaahahahahahahahahaaaa
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Happy New Year!!!!
It’s been a bit hectic lately, so I’m going to have to recap the past week or so to catch up. The end of December wasn’t as terrible as it could have been, although there was still the expected holiday temptations that tripped me up. We had a goodbye party for Macy and Alex at Cempa Zuchi which was probably the worst of it [but totally worth it]. And I was really good all day during New Year’s Eve which I’m hoping kind of made up for the cheese, bread, and liquor that paved the road to 2012. The 2hour dance party at Hotel Foster had to have burned off at least some of those calories. Or at least that’s what I’m telling myself. It’s all about balance, right? I think that one of my biggest struggles throughout this year-long [and probably life-long] challenge will be striking up a balance between eating for health and eating for pleasure and trying to make those two things NOT mutually exclusive.
On a positive note, I did great at my weeklong mini-challenge to drink 2 liters of water every day. And I’ve been really good about going to Curves. I think I’m gonna do Julie’s New Year challenge, in hopes that it keeps me going. Aaand Carolina got a free one-month membership, so maybe if we can go together, it’ll be doubly motivating. Only time will tell.
Party like the Mayan’s were right.
