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    rremiss:

    what I did all day instead of actual responsibilities

    (via professoralbusdumbledore)

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    Fjaðrárgljúfur. South Iceland.

    (Source: 13daysiniceland, via spiritbreather)

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    suspend:

    the only thing that i can turn on is my laptop

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    nymphical:

love this!
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    libertyluna:

The Secret Life of Plants (1979)

    libertyluna:

    The Secret Life of Plants (1979)

    (via loveyourchaos)

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    lizardsfromspace:

    Here’s a hilarious Helen Keller joke!

    Do you know what no one saw or heard coming?

    Helen Keller’s radical socialist activism for the rights of the poor, women, the disabled. And so people ignored and belittled her politics. They argued a deaf, blind person could not know what she was talking about. And so they reduced her to the safe story of a young girl who overcame disability, and nothing else.

    Wait I mean haha she was blind! How funny.

    (via iamthepebble)

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    unhistorical:

    Gustav Klimt (July 14, 1862 – February 6, 1918)

    I can paint and draw. I believe this myself and a few other people say that they believe this too. But I’m not certain of whether it’s true. 

    (via daydreamdelusion)

  • Posted 1 day ago | 1 note

    On body issues

    Sappy 4am post about self confidence…this should be completely coherent and not at all emotional

    So recently I’ve been looking back on pictures ranging from the past ten years. And I’m looking at pictures remembering so vividly that in those moments the shots were being snapped that I hated my body so much. For (over) ten years I’ve scrutinized my body so intensely. I’ve tried to convince myself in the past year that it’s only been recently that I’ve hated my body. But I was looking at pictures from 4th grade and remembering so completely how much I hated my stomach, round face, and thighs. In 4th grade shouldn’t you still be watching disney movies and having sleepovers and just exploring being like…a human being? Which led me to question when and why I started disliking my body so much. I really think it was women whom I admired and loved critizing their own bodies—never mine, mind you. But watching them pick apart themselves taught me in turn to believe that was the norm. I remember my late cousin Anna Rose complimenting me on my “skinny little ankles” and I remember thinking who on earth thinks about their ankles? But after watching women I loved putting themselves down, I started compared my body to everyone else’s. My best friend throughout my whole life has always had a boyish, slender frame- so who did I compare myself to but her. So of course I thought I was fat, and from there it was just a snowball effect. I figured that I was already fat, I would try and “diet” as a 12 year old and hide food and develop the extraordinarily unhealthy habits which I still have to this day. I would give up the crash diet that inevitably would fail and then settle on being “fat.” So since I settled I would give up and then gain weight. This has been the pattern for the past ten years of my life. I’m fighting like hell to break the pattern, but first that means readjusting my perception of myself that I’ve been up for ten years, and rerouting my thinking to go from hateful thoughts to more positive ones. My therapist describes my neuropathways as roads. Because I think so negatively all the time, my brain is hardwired to think negatively. That road is like a superhighway and the positive thinking is a bumpy dirt road. I’m trying very hard to switch these two, but I need to be patient and give myself some time. I need to be kind to myself. I’m trying.

    So here is to the ten year old Emma that I told was fat; and therefore useless and unworthy- you are beautiful, smart, funny, kind, wonderful, joyous, thoughtful, independent, creative, and lovely. And I’m so so sorry. 

  • Posted 2 days ago | 48,981 notes
    if you know what's going on in ferguson and you're white

    yungfeminist:

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