Anonymous said: I know you both, and you know me. I basically just found your blog and I think it's such a sweet idea! I myself have struggled in the past with depression, anxiety, eating disorders, suicide, bullying and a few other mental illnesses and reading this has put me to peace knowing that people out there really do care. thankyou girls x
Thanks so much lovely, it’s great to get some positive feedback on this! we started this up ages ago and only just got back into it again after a long break but we’re hoping to post and update more (: xx
yo fuck anyone who doesn’t want you in their life and fuck anyone who treats you bad and fuck anyone who breaks your heart because they’re all fuckin losers and they’re definitely not worth your time because your time is precious and the only people who deserve it are people who treat you right and are nice and don’t lie to you and buy you ice cream.
hello, beautiful :)
feeling down? confused? worried? upset? do you have questions that you’re scared to ask anyone? problems with bullying? sexuality? disability? we love to talk, and listen and give advice to our fellow tumblrerers, regardless of sex, age, background, sexuality, race, religion or anything else! please come and share your story or ask those burning questions. Myself (Ruby) and my lovely friend (Bonnie) would love to share with you our experiences of things to do with bullying, depression, grief, eating disorders, etc. and want to be able to help others come to love themselves in the face of many of life’s obstacles
Sometimes, I wish I could ban my students from saying the word “gay” unless we’re specifically talking about homosexual people. Today one kid said that the ceiling was gay. Ceiling can’t be gay. Ceiling can’t even be straight. Ceiling is ceiling. Ceiling’s sexual preference is light bulb.
Pineapple Ginger Smoothie
- 1 1/2 cups diced fresh pineapple
- 1 banana
- 1/2 cup Greek yogurt (I used vanilla, but you can choose your favorite flavor)
- 1 Tbsp. grated fresh ginger
- 1/2 cup ice
- 1/2 cup pineapple juice or water
Blend all ingredients together in a blender until smooth. Serve immediately.
I’m going to try this one out! R xx
"Being well-dressed isn’t about conforming to a trend. you don’t have to wear the same jeans and shoes and tops as everyone else. That’s humdrum, that’s tedious. Wear what you want. Who cares what’s in? Being well-dressed is when you put on your best togs and the world becomes your own personal runway."
WARNING: Picture might be considered obscene because subject is not thin. And we all know that only skinny people can show their stomachs and celebrate themselves. Well I’m not going to stand for that. This is my body. Not yours. MINE. Meaning the choices I make about it, are none of your fucking business. Meaning my size, IS NONE OF YOUR FUCKING BUSINESS.
If my big belly and fat arms and stretch marks and thick thighs offend you, then that’s okay. I’m not going to hide my body and my being to benefit your delicate sensitivities.
This picture is for the strange man at my nanny’s church who told me my belly was too big when I was five.
This picture is for my horseback riding trainer telling me I was too fat when I was nine.
This picture is for the girl from summer camp who told me I’d be really pretty if I just lost a few pounds
This picture is for all the fucking stupid advertising agents who are selling us cream to get rid of our stretch marks, a perfectly normal thing most people have (I got mine during puberty)
This picture is for the boy at the party who told me I looked like a beached whale.
This picture is for Emily from middle school, who bullied me incessantly, made mocking videos about me, sent me nasty emails, and called me “lard”. She made me feel like I didn’t deserve to exist. Just because I happened to be bigger than her. I was 12. And she continued to bully me via social media into high school.
MOST OF ALL, this picture is for me. For the girl who hated her body so much she took extreme measures to try to change it. Who cried for hours over the fact she would never be thin. Who was teased and tormented and hurt just for being who she was.
I’m so over that.
THIS IS MY BODY, DEAL WITH IT.
and FUCK YOU ALL who tried to degrade my being and sense of self with your hurtful comments and actions.
GUESS WHAT IT DIDN’T WORK HAHAHAHAH
Wait. This is great and she is BEAUTIFUL.
*clapping like my daughter just won a gold medal*