July 2012
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“I’m so fucking sick of people being all offended at fatness. I am sick of people...”
– 2012: The Year of Living Fatly « Fat Heffalump (via wewantrevolutiongirlstylenow) HELL to the mothafuckin’ YES.
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Hey, Fat Chick! reblogged one of my pictures! Oh my God! This is so exciting. Hey, Fat Chick! is a blog that showcases pictures of beautiful fat women wearing amazing clothes. The blog behind it, Corpulent, was the first fatshion blog I started reading, a couple of years ago now. It absolutely changed the way I see my body and my life. This must be how thin girls feel when they’re in...
So you reach points in recovery where everything’s been pretty cool for a while, and y’know, you just keep swimming. No major problems as long as you’re on program and nothing really -gets- to you the way it used to. It’s pretty sweet, this time. Except I’m starting to learn something about these periods. They do not last. Oh, you might get a good few months out of it...
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You know you're in recovery when:
…the biggest fear you have about graduation is whether the lipstick you’ve bought will match your hood.
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we will see how our experience can benefit others....
He approaches the unassuming building. He hasn’t said anything yet but I see it. He’s shaking. The right arm holding the shopping bag. He has that crease between the eyebrows I get when I’m confused. It’s his first meeting. I can just sense newcomers now. They all have this same look: fucking terrified mostly. I make to run up and greet him then remember I am a visitor...
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yes mate
Alison Clare, B.A (Hons) French (2:1)
THE SEX UNEDUCATED: What is Rape Culture? →
rapeculturerealities:
This post has been a long time coming and it’s taken me awhile to get to mostly because it’s just not an easy answer. I tend to be a believer in the idea that if you can’t explain something simply then you don’t understand it well enough to be explaining it and since…
this, this, a thousand times this.
late night nerves
one day at a time, twenty-four hours is all i have. i am only in the now, the here, the present. except my head’s in tomorrow, my heart’s on a two week delay and i think my stomach basically upped and left.
tomorrow, where my head is now, is the big day when i get my final degree classification. it’s just a little number but somehow right now that number seems to be capable of...
“TW: RAPE The experience of being raped has touched every aspect of my life....”
– anonymous, “The R Word” (via morecoffee)
The last 2 sentences. Read them over & over & over. They are the most truthful sentences I have seen in years.
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Those last two give me chills. So terrifyingly true. (via feminismfreedomfighters) 