working up the courage to move 1800 miles away from most everyone i care about is killing me
i don’t know if i can do it but i HAVE to or i’m just gonna be stuck here being miserable except for two three hours when i get to be around the people i love
they’re all gonna forget about me and move on
i’m scared to tell everyone i just wow nope
What makes me so happy about this is that she isn’t telling you you must love your body or that you are obligated to. She saying you have permission to. And that’s important, because there are a lot of reasons why people have trouble with self-love. But the idea that you aren’t supposed to love your body, that you aren’t allowed to for whatever reason, needs to be crushed. If you can’t love you body right now, if your body causes you pain or disphoria or distress, you aren’t required to love it. But you are ALLOWED to. You are entitled to the chance to make peace with your body, if you ever reach a point where you are ready to. No one else should be trying to stop you.
beautifully said ^
(Source: beyxnika, via hannahwitton)
Welcome to my twisted mind. Behold this picture of a white woman smoking. Lay witness to some pastel flowers. So fucking twisted.
"Good Fatty" vs "Bad Fatty"
an exploration of behaviour and the policing of women’s agency
photographer: Isabel Dresler
model: Kitty Stryker
In this I wanted to explore what constitutes “good fatty” behaviour vs “bad fatty” behaviour. I’ve had my grocery choices policed, been asked if I’m hurting the reputation of other plus size people by eating ice cream in public, and had strangers offer me diet tips when I was waiting in line. I’ve been sneered at for wearing tight clothes and been tsked for being happily sexual. As someone who only saw my body made sexualized in feeder porn, I wanted to confront the idea that being fat and sexy was shameful/ugly, rather wanting to depict shame as performed for the thin-striving gaze to earn approval. The “good fatty” is the fatty who exercises, who eats well, who hides her body. I’m a bad fatty, all the way, and I don’t give a fuck.
The phrase “As someone who only saw her body made sexualized in feeder porn” just crystallized a lot of shit for me.
everyone needs friends who will encourage them to pierce things and ride things and go to places and buy shit and show off side boob. everyone.
If you ever date an asexual person be sure to get the specifics of their asexuality because the level of comfort with physical contact is different for all of us.
THIS IS SERIOUSLY IMPORTANT