Spirite (1885) - George Roux

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Spirite (1885) - George Roux
manga lied to me. i never see bad boy types protecting stray kittens therefore revealing to me their soft side
its always me picking up the cats
maybe im the bad boy
Okay, so, this is something that comes out of the bottom of my heart and soul.
I have always had issues with food. To an extent I dare say that I have some type of ED (because this has not been medically or properly diagnosed), however, I do know that my relationship with food has not been neither easy nor pretty. To add more salt to the wound, I have always been very thin/skinny, for years I’ve been size 0 and I’ve been proud of this. It has been ingrained in my mind by my parents that people with more body fat than what they need are not beautiful nor pretty and should not wear certain type of clothing.
This, however, has not stopped people to tell me along my life non-stop that I would look better if I could put some weight on. That clothing would fit me better if I were more thick. That I would be more healthy if I had more body mass (and this applies to loved ones as well).
Me, not being overweight has not stopped people nor my family from bullying me because of how skinny I am.
Let me tell you something. Weight is something that is a health risk factor. I have always suffered from anemia and it has been attributed to me not eating enough. Anemia is a health condition that has many other factors other than “not eating”. Anemia does not only affects skinny or underweight people. However, just as it is with people with overweight or that are visibly fat, that get disregarded about any health symptoms as to traditional doctors attributing those symptoms to their weight, it also happens with people who are skinny.
Nonetheless, your weight is a health risk factor in many diseases or illnesses, whether you are underweight or overweight. BOTH CAN MESS UP YOUR HEALTH REAL BAD.
So yeah. You’re beautiful because you’re human. not because of your weight.
You can wear whatever the heck you want because you’re not killing nor harming anyone by doing so.
Go ahead and feel comfortable in your skin. Feel comfortable with the weight that YOU feel good with.
I am grateful that I have found someone that loves me no matter what and who does not care how I look as long as I feel comfortable with it.
Everyone’s journey is different.
Never settle for someone who loves you but wants to change how you look because of their benefit. If you change, change because you want to. Change for your benefit. Not for anyone else’s.
Goals 🖤
child: *is passionate about absolutely anything*
parent: gotta insult it
Teen *hides passion because they were insulted for it*
Parent: why doesn’t my child tell me anything? Must be social meadia
ppl are so annoying “you can’t paint ur bedroom pink you’re an adult” i did not spend my entire life waiting to grow up and control my life to paint my bedroom beige
I had a sales woman in furniture store try and tell me not to buy a hot bubblegum pink loveseat because she wanted me to “think about the future”
Bitch, I am thinking about the future. I already got a hot bubblegum pink couch at home and now I need a loveseat to go with it.
when I first bought my house, I announced my decision to paint my bedroom purple. I had wanted a purple bedroom for thirty damn years, you fucking bet I was gonna have one now. My friends decided, for some reason, that I meant what one of them referred to as “14 year old girl purple” (through what’s wrong with the colors a 14 year old girl chooses, I don’t know, even if they’re not what I want as an adult). They didn’t believe me until they saw the color on the actual wall, even thought they helped me pick out paints. My mother, meanwhile, decided to get worried that if I painted my bedroom a “dark purple”, it would be “depressing”. As if, with an entire house to live in, I would spend all my time in the bedroom, which I wanted to be dark because I would be sleeping in there. In the damn dark.
I had like one, maybe two friends who were all like FUCK YEAH YOU PAINT IT WHATEVER COLOR YOU WANT, PURPLE BEDROOMS ARE AWESOME.
But when they actualy saw the finished bedroom, every single one of them was like, “Oh yeah, that’s really pretty.” (Well, the ones who supported me from the beginning were more like WOOHOO.)
And the moral of the story is: Fuck ‘em, please yourself. Either they’ll come around, or you can safely ignore every question of taste they opine about for the rest of time.
This applies to other adulting activities, too. When I was a kid, I decided that I wanted to have a wedding cake made of doughnuts. When I got older, I figured that I would be “mature” about it and get a traditional cake, which the older adults approved of. Now that I’m 25 and facing the possibility of actual marriage in the near future, I’m just like “marriage is a social construct but it comes with tax & insurance benefits, so just give me that goddamn doughnut cake.” If they don’t like it then they don’t have to come to my wedding.
https://xkcd.com/150/
I would like you all to view my office. I’m thirty and my rainbow room is awesome, people can fight me
I’m thirty and my first big furniture purchase was a custom coffin shaped coffee table that opens up and is lined with purple crushed velvet. I would have loved it at 13 and I love it now. Growing up doesn’t mean you have to abandon what makes you happy.
GROWING UP DOESN’T MEAN YOU HAVE TO ABANDON WHAT MAKES YOU HAPPY.
When something is forbidden, it only makes it more tempting.
-my love for you.
There is lots of birds to look at here
happy halloween! here is a ghost duet
Every time this comes around I get so happy
Feeling completely empty
What’s funny is when you read articles about what happened, they never mention how Yahoo promised no ads only to put in ads anyway, pissing off and alienating users. They never mention that Verizon’s idea of “no adult content” was to implement poorly trained bots to clear the site of anything that looked like a tittie, which utterly failed at clearing the site of adult content or spam bots and instead forced millions of SFW users, especially artists, off the site. Instead they just say “Verizon’s decision to ban adult content upset and alienated many users.” Like no, that’s not even remotely what happened. I get new porn/spam bot follows daily even now, the problem is the worst its ever been, Verizon failed spectacularly at doing what they said they’d do (including protecting artists etc. from being targeted by their algorithms). The news wants the public to believe that we all threw a hissy fit and left en masse like a crowd of depraved neckbeards when tumblr banned adult content, driving the site into the ground as we left. Not a single article I’ve seen has discussed how Verizon/Yahoo is at fault. Not one.
… do they not know that it’s their own fault?? Do they genuinely think that we’re all mad about the “lack of pornography”???
I just don’t think men understand how everything is different for us. I can think of a million examples from this week alone.
A different version of you exist in the mind of each person that knows you
This terrifies me deeply
If people could learn to listen to others with the intent to understand, rather than the intent to respond, there’d be a lot less frustrated people in the world. Sometimes all we want is to be heard and understood. We don’t always need advice or a rebuttal.