i refuse to be shamed for having a body. i refuse to get embarrassed when a tampon falls out of my purse or spend a whole day anxious about if someones going to notice that i forgot to shave a patch of leg hair. i wasnt put on this earth to spend my time apologizing for my existence and i refuse to let anyone make me feel like i have to waste my energy on all that petty shit
|—||Haruki Murakami; South of the Border, West of the Sun (via strawberriesgonewild)|
this is for all the girls who are big girls that don’t have a skinnier middle than their butt and thighs
the ones whos bellies hang over their underwear
who’s waist size is thicker than their shoulders, butt, or anywhere else on their bodies
who’s boobs are bigger than their butts, they have curvy lumps on their backs, muffin tops, chicken legs, thick arms and smaller bodies, no boobs, no butt, all middle, whatever.
you’re loved too. don’t forget that.
I always told myself boys in shorts WAY above the knee were gay and was not attractive.
i still stand strong on half of that.
why can’t white parents give their kid a smack on the ass when they’re being bratty and nasty why don’t they discipline their children when they’re being savages
The Devil’s Chair in Cassadaga, Cemetery, Florida is a graveside bench. Local legend depicts the devil as a good-ol’-boy. If you sit in the chair, you run the chance of having a heart-to-heart with the Lord of Darkness, who is rumored to show up to anyone who dares to wait for him there.
I’d do it
everybodys dad has a weird obsession with something