Take a look around

• 2013-05-23

  danburytomorrow:

  motheatendeerhead:

  This is what we need reported more in the media-positive stories

  god 

  (via graciebeth)

  Source: lickypickystickyme

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  buzzfeed:

  Raven understood what being a teenager was really like.

  Thank you

  Source: BuzzFeed

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  Sean Connery

  (via workaholicsfuckyeah)

  Source: fourtwentyblazeithomo

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  Losing weight is not your life’s work, and counting calories is not the call of your soul. You surely are destined for something much greater, much bigger, than shedding 20 pounds or tallying calories. What would happen if, instead of worrying about what you had for breakfast, you focused instead on becoming exquisitely comfortable with who you are as a person? Instead of scrutinizing yourself in the mirror, looking for every bump and bulge, you turned your gaze inward?

  — Lisa Turner  (via blua)

  Turn your gaze inward- I love

  (via blua)

  Source: webiteback

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  Stop glamorizing depression

  It’s a real sickness and should not be belittled because you think it’s cool to be sad and hate yourself

  Have respect for your friends and support them- don’t compete and say you’re sad too

  It’s different

  I don’t have depression but I have countless friends who do and I have mad respect for them/people who deal with it
  Teenage angst is not depression

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  graciebeth:

  I’d swim across Lake Michigan
  I’d sell my shoes
  I’d give my body to be back again
  In the rest of the room
  To be alone with you

  love

  My favorite Sufjan record

  Source: comfortinwrittenword

• 2013-05-22

  

  pinerosolanno:

  Sunny Delights

  I want

  (via girlfunkfashion)

  Source: pinerosolanno

• 2013-05-21

  nikibee1:

  Will Smith is totally the parent that loves to embarrass his children. I love it. 

  I always love Will Smith

  (via gingerv1tus)

  Source: jessidays

• 2013-05-20

  frickyeah1990s:

  do you remember these games?

  OMG

  Source: frickyeah1990s

• 2013-05-15

  I suspect it’s difficult for men to imagine a world in which their bodies have long been inextricably linked to their value as an individual, and that no matter how encouraging your parents were or how many positive female role models you had or how self-confident you feel, there is an ever-present pressure that creeps in from all sides, whispering in your ear that you are your body and your body defines you. A world where, from the time of pubescence on, you can feel the constant and palpable weight of the male gaze, and not just from your male peers but from teachers and sports coaches and the fathers of the children you baby-sit, people you’re supposed to respect and trust and look up to, and that first realization that you are being looked at in that way is the beginning of a self-consciousness that you will be unable to shake for the rest of your life.Even if they are never verbalized, the rules of bodily conduct for females become clear early on: when school administrators reprimand you for the inch of midriff that shows when you lift your hands straight in the air or youth group leaders tell you that the sight of your unintentional cleavage is what causes godly young men to fall, you learn that your body is dangerous and shameful and that it’s your responsibility to cloister it in a way that is acceptable to everyone else. You learn that your body is a topic of public debate that everyone is entitled to weigh in on, from a male classmate telling you that those jeans make your ass look huge to the male-dominated United States Congress dictating the parameters that rape must fall within to be considered legitimate. To be a woman, and to live life in a woman’s body, is to be held to a set of comically paradoxical standards that make you constantly second-guess yourself and jump through a million hoops in pursuit of an impossible perfection.

  — Stop Catcalling Me  (via detectivedeg)

  Well this is spot on

  (via detectivedeg)

  Source: lancyann

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  Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow,
  Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
  To the last syllable of recorded time,
  And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
  The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
  Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player
  That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
  And then is heard no more: it is a tale
  Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
  Signifying nothing.

  — 

  William Shakespeare, Macbeth  

  One of my favorites

  (via detectivedeg)

  Source: caddy-smelled-like-trees

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  I suspect it’s difficult for men to imagine a world in which their bodies have long been inextricably linked to their value as an individual, and that no matter how encouraging your parents were or how many positive female role models you had or how self-confident you feel, there is an ever-present pressure that creeps in from all sides, whispering in your ear that you are your body and your body defines you. A world where, from the time of pubescence on, you can feel the constant and palpable weight of the male gaze, and not just from your male peers but from teachers and sports coaches and the fathers of the children you baby-sit, people you’re supposed to respect and trust and look up to, and that first realization that you are being looked at in that way is the beginning of a self-consciousness that you will be unable to shake for the rest of your life.Even if they are never verbalized, the rules of bodily conduct for females become clear early on: when school administrators reprimand you for the inch of midriff that shows when you lift your hands straight in the air or youth group leaders tell you that the sight of your unintentional cleavage is what causes godly young men to fall, you learn that your body is dangerous and shameful and that it’s your responsibility to cloister it in a way that is acceptable to everyone else. You learn that your body is a topic of public debate that everyone is entitled to weigh in on, from a male classmate telling you that those jeans make your ass look huge to the male-dominated United States Congress dictating the parameters that rape must fall within to be considered legitimate. To be a woman, and to live life in a woman’s body, is to be held to a set of comically paradoxical standards that make you constantly second-guess yourself and jump through a million hoops in pursuit of an impossible perfection.

  — Stop Catcalling Me  (via detectivedeg)

  Well this is spot on

  (via detectivedeg)

  Source: lancyann

• 2013-05-14

  mohandasgandhi:

  sad-teeth:

  So today Angelina Jolie had double mastectomy, which is the removal of one’s breasts, to prevent Breast cancer. So instead of praising Angelina on her bravery, men on Twitter decided to ridicule her, even calling her stupid for removing her breasts. For those of you on Tumblr that are attacking Feminists for being delusional about sexism against women and misogyny here’s your fucking proof that sexism and misogyny exists. 

  Our celebrity obsessed culture may be a joke but breast cancer definitely isn’t - nearly 500,000 people die from it every year. Angelina Jolie’s doctors estimated she had an 87% risk of developing breast cancer and a 50% risk of developing ovarian cancer because she carries the common gene mutation that causes both. Her mother died at the age of 56 after a long battle with cancer as well. My own mother had both breast and ovarian cancer within a couple short years and let me tell you, it’s about the least funny thing in the world to watch someone suffer from.

  Valuing someone’s body parts you sexualized over their life and humanity goes beyond sexism, it’s sub-human.

  Disgusting

  (via smellslikegirlriot)

  Source: sad-teeth

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  thechronicwhatcles:

  serva-me—serva-bote:

  ♡ follow www.serva-me—serva-bote.tumblr.com, we check all blogs and if we like yours we will follow back ♡

  Royal

  (via girlfunkfashion)

  Source: serva-me--serva-bote

• 2013-05-13

  im-a-kittycat:

  “So my amazing daughter, Emma, turned 5 last month, and I had been searching everywhere for new-creative inspiration for her 5yr pictures. I noticed quite a pattern of so many young girls dressing up as beautiful Disney Princesses, no matter where I looked 95% of the “ideas” were the “How to’s” of  how to dress your little girl like a Disney Princess…We chose 5 women (five amazing and strong women), as it was her 5th birthday but there are thousands of unbelievable women (and girls) who have beat the odds and fought (and still fight) for their equal rights all over the world”
  
   - Jaime Moore, Not Just a Girl

  This is sweet as hell

  (via smellslikegirlriot)

  Source: jaimemoorephotography.com