| — | Fyodor Dostoyevsky (via troubled) |
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Jon Foreman (via god-saved-me-anyway)
(via paneraprincess) Yes, but what proves that Jesus even existed? |
This is for all the girls out there who post pictures of skinny ass bitches.
Do you know who this picture is of? That’s Marilyn Monroe. They’ve considered her the most beautiful woman in the world. She’s gorgeous, right? But look at her stomach. Is it completely flat? Does she not have love handles? Does she have perfect long skinny legs? No. She doesn’t. And wanna know something? Her pants size was a size 9. She wasn’t some fucking 00. 1. She had CURVES. You all worry about your pants size and your weight when, in reality, who cares? Why not live your life and be happy instead of counting calories in your head? Trying to “be skinny”? You think losing weight it going to automatically make you feel better? It wont. No magical fairy is gonna come flying out of the fucking wood work declaring, “You’re now officially hot! Boys love you now! You can be accepted by society!” No. Utter, bullshit. You’re fucking beautiful; it’s society thats fucked. Love yourself because if you cant love yourself you cant love anybody or anything else. Be free and be happy. Fuck what the media says, you want that double cheese-burger with bacon? GO FOR IT. Until your weight starts to affect your health, you’re perfectly fine to eat what you please. ♥Although this post does have some good ideas about self esteem, I need to just point out the body-shaming. You can’t go on about loving your body the way it is while complaining about 00 sized pants. Those “skinny little bitches” deserve to love their bodies and feel good about themselves too, you know. True, media glamourizes skinnier figures more, but lets just not shame any healthy, natural bodies. Because it IS possible to be thin and healthy, just as it’s possible to be larger than Marilyn up there and be healthy too.
| — | Katharine Hepburn (via e-pic) |
| — | Augusten Burroughs (via light-essence) |
Okay, maybe I miss waking in the middle of the night, kissing your cheek and telling you “I love you” and squeeze you tight. You’d somehow always respond and tell me “I love you” back even though I knew you were still asleep.
THEN RAISE THE FUCK OUT OF OUR KIDS!
AND GIVE YOU ALL THE MOTHERFUCKING LOVE AND SUPPORT YOU’D EVER FUCKING NEED.
AND PAY THE HELL OUT OF THAT FUCKING MORTGAGE.
AND THEN WHEN THE GUTTERS ARE CLOGGED I’LL GET UP THAT FUCKING LADDER AND CLEAN THAT SHIT UP WHILE YOU STAND BY THE KITCHEN WINDOW COMICALLY JUDGING MY WORK.
AND THEN WE CAN VACUUM THE FUCK OUT OF OUR CARPET SO HARD THAT WE’LL HAVE TO GET A NEW ONE.
WE’LL WASH OUR CLOTHES SO GODDAMN FUCKING HARD. FORGET NO RINSE, WE’LL USE HIGH FUCKING SPEED.
BUY A FUCKING MINIVAN TO STUFF OUR BEAUTIFUL FUCKING BABIES INTO IT AND DRIVE THE FUCK OUT OF IT.
THEN WE CAN GO SOME FUCKING PARENT-TEACHER MEETINGS AND MEET THE FUCK OUT OF OUR KID’S TEACHER. THEN JUDGE THE SHIT OUT OF HER IN THE CAR.
AND WE CAN THEN PILE ALL THE CHILDREN IN THE FUCKING MINIVAN AND GO TO THE STORE AND SHOP FOR GROCERIES SO HARD THAT WE ACTUALLY HAVE TO MAKE MORE THAN TWO TRIPS TO GET ALL THAT SHIT INSIDE THE HOUSE.
AND THEN COOK THE FUCK OUT OF OUR KITCHEN UNTIL WE HAVE NO FOOD LEFT AND WE FEAST ON THAT SHIT FOR FUCKING DAYS.
I WILL EAT THE FUCK OUT OF YOUR HOMEMADE COOKIES.
THEN WASH THE SHIT OUT ON THE DISHES TOGETHER UNTIL OUR ENTIRE HANDS GET FUCKING PRUNEY.
WE’LL WATCH OUR KIDS FUCKING GRADUATE AND MOTHER FUCKING TEAR UP LIKE THE BADASS BOSSES WE FUCKING ARE.
WE WILL GROW SO DAMN OLD TOGETHER, WE WILL LOOK LIKE FUCKING RAISINS.
I WILL FUCKING TELL YOU EVERY SINGLE SECOND HOW MUCH I FUCKING LOVE YOU.
HOLDING EACH OTHER’S FUCKING HANDS SO HARD THAT WE SHIT OUR SELVES.
UNTIL WE DIE AND ROT AS MOTHERFUCKING CORPSES TOGETHER.
TIL DEATH DO US FUCKIN PART.
HAPPILY EVER FUCKING AFTER.
this has to be on my blog oh my fucking god
these are the most perfect wedding vows fo real
We’ll look like fucking raisins xD
OMG YES THIS IS BACK
Reblog the shit out of this every day forever.
