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[murielswedding]

[boyfrienby]

you guys Need to start seeing bugs as animals im not even joking anymore. the second u start seeing them as tiny animals the more your world opens up and the more you accept different types of life Into that world. youll begin accepting that even life you cant understand is still worth living. and itll legitimately make you a better person. fuck

[itscassc]

the way you talk to yourself matters too.

[drops-of-universe]

sorry i was passionate & intense & insane. it will happen again

[yesterdaysprint]

Al Posen comic in the Chicago Tribune, Illinois, August 14, 1926

[389]

[vital-dust]

[henk-heijmans]

Small tired sheep being towed, Luxembourg, ca. 1944 - by Lee Miller (1907 - 1977), American

[eliciaforever-deactivated201906]

This guy in my town owns a rug store, and he’s always changing his sign out front but he’s also the biggest Dad in the world so his jokes are awful but brilliant

[copperbadge]

Well I know where I’m going next time I need a rug. 

[iusedteabag]

Love the false advertisement

[thememedaddy]

[fishcow99]

[bigbigbigtruck]

eagerly awaiting the day daniel radcliffe, elijah wood, and robert pattinson just make the most fucked up bizarre unmarketable film together

[moniquill]

Like to charge, reblog to cast.

[jerrycummblr-deactivated2025012]

It's really simple. If you're born with a vagina and you naturally have elevated testosterone levels, you're a man. If you have a vagina and you take testosterone, you're a woman. But also if you have a vagina, you'll never be a man. But also if you have higher testosterone then you were never a woman. Woman never yes man a vagina testosterone no was an elevated. Vagina man.

[sug4r-melon]

great work everybody

[kaijuno]

My morning glory doesn’t like the wind chime

[evilblackfemme]

[fuck-your-proana-blog]

There is no "good" and "bad" foods, especially in recovery. "Clean eating" is bullshit.

[iwasntborntobe-a-skeleton]

I have a tummy now. Round and soft and always there. It’s incredibly hard to love most of the time. Three years ago, looking at how I look now would have made me spiral into shame and self-harm and relapse. It’s still hard to look in the mirror most days.

But sometimes I can hold my round little tummy and know that it’s a sign of me enjoying life, of eating what I want and loving food and my friends and my life. My girlfriend holds me and kisses me and tells me I’m beautiful and I know she means all of me, including my fat and my softness and roundness.

I know I will always be in recovery. I know it will likely always be hard. But I also know that I can do it, and that slowly I am becoming more able to genuinely not care that my body has changed, is changing, will change.

I’m still alive. And I’m so grateful.

[sunsetsandhope]

daily reminder, food is not your enemy, the number on scale doesn't define you as a person, the size of your clothing has nothing to do with your personality, and if you struggle with ed, recovery, body image issues or body dysmorphia, i hope it will pass and one day it will become a distant memory for us.