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chubbymuffin: ski-to-be-free: I want an arrow tattoo because...

Fri, 17 May 2013 10:09:11 +0200

ski-to-be-free:

I want an arrow tattoo because of the quote: An arrow can only be shot by pulling it backward. So when life is dragging you back with difficulties, it means it’s going to launch you into something great. So just focus, and keep aiming.

Omg

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Fri, 17 May 2013 09:14:24 +0200

notsograndr: callmehopeless-notromantic: d0ugieslizard: mjol...

Thu, 16 May 2013 12:30:22 +0200

notsograndr:

callmehopeless-notromantic:

d0ugieslizard:

mjolnirss:

alfuhdawg:

IT’S THE “AGED 27 1/3” BIT THAT MAKES ME CRY WITH LAUGHTER

this kills me!

They actually did it, too.

this is the most adorable thing i’ve seen in my life

Aiyla Beau

Thu, 16 May 2013 12:09:23 +0200

Aiyla Beau

awesomephilia: The best joke in the history of the universe...

Mon, 06 May 2013 12:06:40 +0200

awesomephilia:

The best joke in the history of the universe (via)

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Fri, 03 May 2013 11:28:46 +0200

ppgfreak85: One of the BEST ad campaigns about representation I...

Thu, 02 May 2013 08:22:22 +0200

ppgfreak85:

One of the BEST ad campaigns about representation I have seen.

Everyone has a backbone. Use yours.

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Thu, 18 Apr 2013 09:57:45 +0200

tastefullyoffensive: [onlyunless]

Thu, 18 Apr 2013 09:49:45 +0200

tastefullyoffensive:

[onlyunless]

i-killed-the-tree-of-life: thethespacecoyote: hey-its-tsai: as...

Thu, 18 Apr 2013 08:34:59 +0200

i-killed-the-tree-of-life:

thethespacecoyote:

hey-its-tsai:

ask-femgermania:

fuckyeahrobespierre:

Some of the most iconic photos of our history. Seeing them in color makes it even more surreal.

HOW THE FUCK IS THIS DONE—

did i already reblog this

who cares it’s awesome

The middle three I think are especially poignant, because I think when images of destruction, violence, and death are seen in black and white, there’s a sort of unreality about them…a tendency to see them as history, the stuff of textbooks, and not as real things that really happened.

GOOSEBUMPS

"What if all women were bigger and stronger than you? And thought they were smarter? What if women..."

Wed, 17 Apr 2013 09:30:26 +0200

“What if all women were bigger and stronger than you? And thought they were smarter? What if...

"As an atheist, I see nothing “wrong” in believing in a God. I don’t think there is a God, but belief..."

Fri, 21 Dec 2012 09:40:30 +0100

““As an atheist, I see nothing “wrong” in believing in a God. I don’t think there is a God,...

26 Moments That Restored Our Faith In Humanity This Year

Thu, 20 Dec 2012 10:21:03 +0100

26 Moments That Restored Our Faith In Humanity This Year:...

I think this is pretty cool - Imgur Problem solved!

Wed, 12 Dec 2012 13:47:51 +0100

I think this is pretty cool - Imgur

Problem solved!

pinprick: moonflowerpress: trixibelle: moonflowerpress: trixi...

Mon, 10 Dec 2012 14:28:15 +0100

pinprick:

moonflowerpress:

trixibelle:

moonflowerpress:

trixibelle:

pinprick:

Me in all my glory :P

Model- Self (Mischa Marie)

Photographer- Angela K. Rough

Why why why why why why WHY can I see that this girl is completely, totally fucking hot and beautiful and amazing and badass, and yet not see the same in myself? She and I have almost exactly the same body. ALMOST EXACTLY THE SAME. I’m just a bit more hippy and less tummy. And even on my best days, even on the days when I think I’m hot and totally fancy myself, there’s still a part of me that says “but you’re not thin”.

I KNOW that thin doesn’t matter. I KNOW that fat is not bad or negative. I KNOW that I decide what is beautiful. I know it all, and I seem to believe it for everyone else, but not quite for myself. It makes me sad.

I get the exact same thing. This gorgeous lady pictured is not my body type at all, but my feeling echo yours almost to the letter, barring the fact that some people consider me ‘thin’ already, in which case my little negative voice changes to “but you’re not thin ENOUGH”. It can be very interfering :( mine ultimately culminated in something resembling a massive breakdown last New Years Eve.

I can look at photos of people who I *know* have a similar body to me and think they look slammin’, but the second it’s me it becomes a whole new ball game.

(I know you’re also planning your wedding, I can’t imagine how hard it must be to deal with these feelings when you’re trying to plan one of the most special days in your life, but you will look and feel absolutely stunning, I’m sure of it!)

Bless you. Why can we not make these things true for ourselves? It’s so hard. I wonder if we would be happy with ourselves, if we ever became ‘thin enough’.

99% of the time, I really like my body shape. I like that I’m curvy, I like that I’m so tall, I like that I have an arse you could park a bike in and rest a pint on. But it’s like I have this image in my head of the Perfect Me, and despite the fact that I will never, ever, ever attain it (and that attaining it doesn’t matter at all, and that even if I did attain it I still wouldn’t see it), I beat myself up for not being it. Even though I never could be. It’s utterly ridiculous. And I see girls that are WAY bigger than me, and I think they’re completely gorgeous and fabulous and amazing and I even want to be exactly like them, yet I know if I looked like them, I’d hate myself. Wtf is that about? Why can’t we translate it to ourselves? Why can’t we forgive and accept and love ourselves completely?

Getting married is definitely a mind-fuck for me, when it comes to my size. Like I say, I enjoy being curvy, but I’ve been so keen to lose the weight from my face and my arms, which I don’t understand at all. Because I do know I’m attractive, I do like my body most of the time, I do feel beautiful in my dress. Utterly beautiful. But that is still somehow not enough.

Reblogging for discussion and more of my thoughts. Yes, today is an Opinion Day. I’m not that great at expressing myself and if anybody is upset by anything I’ve said or disagrees, please talk to me, I am always happy to discuss this and have my opinions challenged and potentially reshaped for the better! :)

The attitude inflicted upon us by this society is that you are not allowed to think of yourself as being okay as you are is what drives these negative thoughts into ourselves and manifests them into these grotesque monsters we carry within our heads. While it is difficult to have a response other than ‘no, you look great!’ when someone is saying that they don’t like a part of themselves, the fact that there are some people out there who will take these insecurities belonging to others and discuss them with third parties mean that people are constantly striving to be this person that nobody speaks ill of. We seek to be loved and are aiming to be this ultimate, flawless Goddess that just does not exist. I believe that the majority of people are are perfectly happy to do things for themselves and for nobody else, but there is a little voice within us that has become trained to be the ‘outsider’, to criticise everything we do, regardless of how it makes us feel. To be able to block out what is instilled in us from childhood or combat this voice is truly a skill, and one that I am deeply envious of!

To me, being body positive does not necessarily mean you are happy with yourself. The ‘good enough’ that is inflicted upon us by society is unattainable, because even when you get there, NOTHING IS ENOUGH. Trying to accept that is incredibly difficult. I can’t speak for everyone, but knowing that the majority of models in magazines are photoshopped (which in itself is heartbreaking, they are all beautiful women and do not need altering), but accepting that I can not and will not ever look like them is still almost painful sometimes. I have not achieved this for myself, and know that I am still a long way from it.

I sometimes think it is the different between knowledge and belief. I know I am a fairly attractive girl, but I definitely do not believe it 99% of the time.

I aspire to be able to have the ability to truly love myself one day. Currently, I am OKAY WITH THE FACT that I have a big arse, even when it means I can’t always find jeans that fit. I LIKE being quite short, even when I have to get help at work because I can’t reach the top shelves. Yes, there are parts of myself that I do dislike and am never going to be happy with, but if I can add more and more to the things that I DO like and am okay with, I am on the right track and it will be okay. It is a slow process, but if I can continue to cheer for other people who are making progress in their journey, I know that I can do it, too.

P.S. trixibelle is an awesome lady to follow and she is so lovely. I suggest all of you go check her out right now! :D

TL;DR: Accepting that everyone is beautiful is just as hard as accepting that you are just the same, and you are just as beautiful in your own ways.

Just want to comment on this photo of me since it has been up for quite the discussion lately. I want to let you all know really how hard it was for me to take my clothes of and do this. Especially because this was taken when I was a bit heavier than I am now. I am definitely not the most confident person in the world. I have done countless nude shoots and guess what? I still have anxiety about it. My body is not perfect, but honestly, what is “perfect?” I typically tell photographers not to over photoshop my body because I don’t want to put out a false image of me.

I guess what I’m trying to say is you may think I’m the most confident person in the world, but I’m not. I look at this photo with mixed feelings. Though if I can make even one girl feel that much better about her body, it’s worth it. The support and confidence I get from ladies like you weighs out the hate, the jokes, and the bullying.

<3 Mischa

Hi all, having read all your comments, I can’t help but curse the industry for trying (and obviously succeeding) to make us believe that being skinny is the norm. Well, I and many more guys like me say different. I think you’re stunning, and I applaude you courage for modelling like this. All the more so because you, as you write, are not real confident about your figure.
My wife has a similar figure like you, and her motto is; ” If you got it, flaunt it!”. Obviously I love her all the more for her confidence.
Anyway, it’s all about accepting that you are who you are, both inside and out. If someone tells you he/she loves you, and the feeling is mutual, don’t discourage that person because you’re insecure about your figure. Just embrace it. Love doesn’t make blind. If anything it make you more appreciative of the one you love. I hope this makes sense, because I was just writing down what came to mind.

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Fri, 07 Dec 2012 14:52:20 +0100

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Fri, 07 Dec 2012 13:27:45 +0100

earthandanimals: THIS.

Fri, 07 Dec 2012 11:42:46 +0100

earthandanimals:

THIS.

#fun

Fri, 07 Dec 2012 10:54:40 +0100

#fun

awesomephilia: (via) #fun

Mon, 26 Nov 2012 09:44:43 +0100

awesomephilia:

(via)

#fun