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@whine--drunk
http://thinandskinnyandbeautiful.tumblr.com/
i have every reason to be happy
still can't get out of bed
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me when i am mildly inconvenienced: thIS IS THE WORST THING THAT'S EVER HAPPENED TO ME
me when i am legitimately hurt/distressed: no no it's fine i've had worse
gifs like these make me want a boyfriend
As women, we are taught to be tiny. To have small bodies, to never be imposing. The ideal of our gender are thin and childlike, hairless and dainty. We are defined by our bodies; defined by our control over them. We are taught to obsess over our physicality and to be repulsed by our desires and intelligences. We are taught to walk scared late at night. We cradle our keys between our perfectly manicured fingers, walking gracefully like a baby antelope in a herd of lions. That our virginity defines our character. That I am a frigid bitch if I do not fuck him, and a dirty slut if I do.
Michelle K., The Truth About Growing Up A Woman. (via michellekpoems)
Literally the grossest thing I've ever done to myself.
zantrex-3 game so strong i get withdrawal symptoms if i go without them for a day and it takes four for me to feel any sort of effects at all
You cannot say I have been lazy as if I’ve lain here, prostrate, I’ve grown lilacs in my lungs. I feel its roots grasp flesh.
You cannot say I have been lazy, do I sit here calm, fanning myself? Where I pose still and quiet, my heart outruns itself in secret.