Now remember, Timmy…
Dear United States of America, The only argument against gay marriage is that it is religiously incorrect, however, our laws clearly demonstrate a seperation between Church and State, thus, it is unconstitutional to ban gay marriage. Sincerely, logic
WARNING: Picture might be considered obscene because subject is not thin. And we all know that only skinny people can show their stomachs and celebrate themselves. Well I’m not going to stand for that. This is my body. Not yours. MINE. Meaning the choices I make about it, are none of your fucking business. Meaning my size, IS NONE OF YOUR FUCKING BUSINESS.
If my big belly and fat arms and stretch marks and thick thighs offend you, then that’s okay. I’m not going to hide my body and my being to benefit your delicate sensitivities.
This picture is for the strange man at my nanny’s church who told me my belly was too big when I was five.
This picture is for my horseback riding trainer telling me I was too fat when I was nine.
This picture is for the girl from summer camp who told me I’d be really pretty if I just lost a few pounds
This picture is for all the fucking stupid advertising agents who are selling us cream to get rid of our stretch marks, a perfectly normal thing most people have (I got mine during puberty)
This picture is for the boy at the party who told me I looked like a beached whale.
This picture is for Emily from middle school, who bullied me incessantly, made mocking videos about me, sent me nasty emails, and called me “lard”. She made me feel like I didn’t deserve to exist. Just because I happened to be bigger than her. I was 12. And she continued to bully me via social media into high school.
MOST OF ALL, this picture is for me. For the girl who hated her body so much she took extreme measures to try to change it. Who cried for hours over the fact she would never be thin. Who was teased and tormented and hurt just for being who she was.
I’m so over that.
THIS IS MY BODY, DEAL WITH IT.
and FUCK YOU ALL who tried to degrade my being and sense of self with your hurtful comments and actions.
GUESS WHAT IT DIDN’T WORK HAHAHAHAH
I love this! and think that this is what a real role model looks like. XOXO
This church has it figured out.
Expectation vs. Reality.
I’m 5’9 and 22 yrs old,but i feel like i cant wear cute outfits like all the girls i see because im to tall for heels. And heels are soo cute and make your legs pop! What can i do to get over my want to wear heels?
I completely understand. I’m 25 and 5’8” the tallest girl in my family. I only recently starting wearing heals a few years ago. I finally just got to the point where i said they are really cute shoes and i’m gonna rock them. So what they make me taller? As long as i’m not ducking to get into doorways i figure they are wearable and i can look hot. So go buy some or borrow some, get used to walking in them. and Love your height in and out of them.
Pick a seat, not a side.