Your papers are due in two weeks. No extensions. Any questions?
People need this. So I thought, why the hell not.
This applies to everyone I RP with.
Yes, even you. Especially you.
It’s not because I’m fake. It’s because I have a different comfort zone around certain people. I’ll act loud, stupid, be mean to you, act crazy, and do the most stupidest things with you because I’m comfortable around you. But, I can be quiet and shy if I don’t know you that well or we aren’t very close. Just because I act different around certain people, doesn’t mean I’m fake. I just have a different comfort zone with certain people.
It’s going to be okay. It’s going to be okay. It’s going to be okay.
You are going to be okay. You are going to be okay. You are going to be okay.
I’m proud of you for trying. Proud of you for getting out of bed every morning and choosing life. I am proud of you for continuing to make choices that create positive progress. I am proud of you for reaching out and continuing to let people in even though vulnerability scares you so much. I am proud of you for capturing each negative thought and challenging it. I am proud of you for making the choice every single day to put healthy, nourishing food inside your body. I am proud of you for loving people so much even when you are starving for it yourself. I am proud of you because even though awful things happened to you you still choose to be a good human being.
You still choose to believe that light, love, and laughter win. You choose to keep going even though all you want to do is crawl into your bed and rest your tired mind. You choose to go to the grocery store even though you just want to go home and shut the world out. You choose to make time for people who are struggling even though there never seems to be enough hours in a day. You choose to live in the small moments. You choose to put one foot in front of the other and go on.
I am proud of you. I love you, and it will get harder before it gets easier but I know just like today you can keep going. You can keep fighting. You can keep choosing to believe that this is worth it. Because it is. You are worth this fight. You are worth this tiredness. You are worth all this effort.
Your life is at stake. And I thank you for choosing to do what will protect it. I thank you for honoring your body and taking the time to cook food for yourself. I thank you for the patience you show in the storms and the chaos and the not okay moments that come each day. I thank you for those deep breaths you take when it gets to be too much. I thank you for continuing your story even when you are not sure where it will end. I thank you for the courage you show everyday to believe that sadness, depression, brokenness, and loneliness will not be your companions forever. I thank you with everything inside of me for making the choice to believe there is more to life than them. That joy, peace, love, community… can and will be a part of your story.
And they will. Day by day. more and more you will be able to find them.
Hang in there my friend!
You are loved,
everyone acts like pitbulls are so mean but they always look at you like you’re in the midst of a tender therapy session
“and how does that make you feel”
i am overwhelmed by pitbull dog-faces ok i have one and she does the same thing (or look INCREDIBLY GUILTY)
So my mom and I have been working the same waitress job for 5-6 years now. She had been waitressing years before, but this is recently. Anyway, about… 15 minutes ago this guy she waited on left and told her to take care. Just that. Prior to this she had talked to him about Italy. Her people are from Florence, this and that, and she said she’s never been. She’s got 8 years of art education and she’s working a waitress job. It’s pretty… Sad and disappointing, I guess. Her and my father divorced 6 years ago and she hasn’t had a real job ever. Just been stuck in a small town she’s not from.
This man who we have never seen before tipped her 1000 dollars for a trip to Italy. Walked out, not another word.
…you know. Just when I start to lose faith in humanity….Hm.
August chub rub
fucking summer is upon us, the season of sweaty chub rub, how many pairs of pants will my thighs render inappropriate for the office, i have a zit on my inner thigh already and it HURTS SO BAD.
Deodorant on the inner things changed my lyfe! Fuk chaffin
+baby powder and cornstarch
Better than any of this - I use monistat chafing cream which is $5 which can add up but HOLY FUCK a dime amount on each thigh lasts all day
i have scabs. already
TMI but whatever nobody knows about my tumblr but people I am okay being imperfect in front of. THANK YOU TUMBLR FOR AFFIRMING THAT THIS IS NOT A STUPID SHAMEFUL THING, even though I am weirdly stupidly ashamed of it. Sometimes, body issues. :c
I love dresses and skirts! I have many, and I keep getting more. They are kind of freeing and cool for warm weather, except for the whole thing where if I do not have a buffer between my thighs they become awful. I own spanx not for their slimming/smoothing properties, but entirely to keep my own fucking legs from wearing holes into each other. Do you know what is not freeing and cool? A pair of spanx. Tights and hose are also awesome, but also not particularly freeing, as my tushie is vast like mountain, and finding ones that just…fit is a rare thing.
I’ve often thought that I should just get some lighter bicycle shorts, but I will also try some of these other ideas IT NEVER OCCURRED TO ME THAT THEY WOULD JUST. MAKE PRODUCTS FOR THIS.
Deodorant on thighs: I have not tried this but might, just to see how it goes.
Monistat anti-chafing cream: Not a miracle, but still pretty effective; like a good 85% relief. A really good option.
Cutting a pair of leggings into a pair of bike shorts for under my dresses: my no-shame this-is-a-thing-I-do-as-plan-A-mosta-the-time solution.
I literally wear bloomers. Made from t-shirt material. My thighs love me because of them. And I am the type of person who gets fucking fungal infections on my upper inner thighs because the air never gets to circulate there; everything touches and nothing feels beautiful. But bloomers! I highly recommend them because they are loose enough to feel airy, feminine enough to look adorable, and obviously utilitarian.
Princess to Prince Transformation
All characters portrayed by Richard Schaefer (Me)
Costumes also made by myself. My Fan-page
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“Dad. Enough with the Lion King crap.” -Scout
scout has the grumpiest looking face aw
There is only one woman in the world. One woman, with many faces.
- Nikos Kazantzakis
Always always always reblog.
TIME LORD ALERT
This is one of the creepiest gifs i have seen, cause it looks like shes blinking…..
“The Kubrick vibe was absolutely intentional. [Director] David Slade and I had long conversations about the Kubrick-ian feel of this show. We are telling the story of a man who makes his living with his imagination who slowly loses his mind over the course of the season. We are telling a version of [The Shining], except the guy is not an alcoholic.” - Bryan Fuller
If women covering up their bodies worked, Afghanistan would have a lower rate of sexual assault than Polynesia. It doesn’t.
If not drinking alcohol worked, children would not be raped. They are.
If your advice to a woman to avoid rape is to be the most modestly dressed, soberest and first to go home, you may as well add “so the rapist will choose someone else”.
If your response to hearing a woman has been raped is “she didn’t have to go to that bar/nightclub/party” you are saying that you want bars, nightclubs and parties to have no women in them. Unless you want the women to show up, but wear kaftans and drink orange juice. Good luck selling either of those options to your friends.
Or you could just be honest and say that you don’t want less rape, you want (even) less prosecution of rapists.
Be honest: You don’t give a shit about rape victims.
You don’t fucking care.
You make excuses for the rapists all the damn time.
This is about policing women’s bodies and telling them to just ‘shut up and stop complaining about your rape because you deserved it’