“Remember that you were art long before he came to admire you, and you’ll continue to be art even when he’s gone. A masterpiece is still a masterpiece when the lights are off, and the room is empty.”
— Charlotte Beier
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Sweet Seals For You, Always

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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
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@its--just--aimee
“Remember that you were art long before he came to admire you, and you’ll continue to be art even when he’s gone. A masterpiece is still a masterpiece when the lights are off, and the room is empty.”
— Charlotte Beier
My tummy doesn’t have to be cute. It holds my internal organs. My thighs don’t have to “crush men’s skulls”. I use them to carry myself. My stretch marks don’t have to be tiger stripes I earned. They came when I grew.
Stop.
feeling this
This!
I feel like even body positivity is too focused on, like, the appearance of the body. I know I became a whole lot happier with my body when I started thinking of it less in terms of how it looked (to me or anyone else) and realized, that, like…
When I feel cool breeze on my skin on a really hot day, my body did that for me.
When I step into a bath after a hike, and my muscles ache, but in a good way, and the steam all around me makes me feel like a flower blooming, my body did that for me.
And the hike before it, and standing on a large rock breathing the raw winter air seeing the power of the half-frozen river. That too.
When I’ve had a plate of pasta puttanesca, and I chopped and sauteed the ingredients and now I’m full-but-not-uncomfortable, and warm all over, and perfectly content, my body did that for me.
My body doesn’t have to look awesome to be awesome. It’s awesome because it’s where I live.
Best comment.
“[My body is] awesome because it’s where I live.”
Words. To. Live. By.
Finally, some real body positivity
so glad the important parts of this post are completely circled so my brain doesnt fry it self trying to comprehend this complex message
Frozen grape and chilled water results in this. Via u/Im-a-pshycho.
Friends, follow me on instagram as I’ll be posting more on there: instagram.com/sixpenceee
Fading away from someone’s life is so painful. once you used to be the sunrise now you are just the dark part of the evening. nothing makes sense. all the words that once meant something are now nothing. slow painful descent into becoming a void. Fading away sucks.
mirrorworld12
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you are growing from this you are growing from this you are growing from this
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I like it when posts like this are actually true
Zach Braff did an AMA on reddit a while ago and said the script would sometimes just say “Then Neil says something funny”
I’m just a dumb bitch… standing in front of a romcom… asking it to fill the void in my life with somewhat unattainable representations of romantic love
killme🖤
- realtalk
@x-mudblood-x
Do you think I want to be this way? I fucking hate the way I am…
sometimes i forget that not everyone is suicidal. like, i wonder what that feels like.