Inspire Me.

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"When I’m skinny I’ll be happy. Right?"
— 2 days ago with 317 notes
stonedgurl:

willyd7667:

braindr0ps:

emi-oddity:

Yes yes and more yes

THIS

I like both, beauty comes in all shapes and sizes and I think we should appreciate it where we find it. There’s enough ugliness in this world without bashing people for the way they look.

Everyone is pretty. Small, tall, curvy, thick, skinny, in between.. Everything is great and wonderful.

stonedgurl:

willyd7667:

braindr0ps:

emi-oddity:

Yes yes and more yes

THIS

I like both, beauty comes in all shapes and sizes and I think we should appreciate it where we find it. There’s enough ugliness in this world without bashing people for the way they look.

Everyone is pretty. Small, tall, curvy, thick, skinny, in between.. Everything is great and wonderful.

(via kaedefrostbite)

— 2 days ago with 42733 notes
prinsessjordan:

Idk if it’s how I standing or if one side of me is way curvier than the other haha

prinsessjordan:

Idk if it’s how I standing or if one side of me is way curvier than the other haha

(via systemofadowny)

— 2 weeks ago with 157 notes

the-sad-boy:

sentinalsofseveredflesh:

piercingsandink:

masslyeffective:

spangledmystars:

I can’t click my reblog button hard enough

It’s not just the ladies who get insecure, it’s all of us.  It’s a human trait, yo.

reblog this everytime i see it. soooo cute!

this made me cry happy tears

if someone did this to me I think I would cry in happiness

(Source: dyslexicdan, via umamamu)

— 2 weeks ago with 810869 notes

poppyandpine:

Decided to get back into running. Decided to run tonight. Shoot for 3 miles, 4 if I’m feeling good.

At mile .5 I saw some friends driving and basically blamed them for giving me motivation.
At mile 1.2 it started pouring rain. Might as well keep going, I won’t make it home dry. 
At mile 1.5 my phone couldn’t pick up signal so I shoved it in my shorts. Super comfortable. I finally figured out a use for the weird mesh butt support.
At mile 3.7, with my b-plan mileage tracker, my phone died. It was just me, a thunderstorm, and the pavement. And about a thousand frogs.
At mile 5ish, I met a very nice redneck who offered me a poncho. Funny guy. 
At mile 6ish I made a turtle friend. Or I forced my friendship on him, whatever.
At mile 6.5ish the frogs turned on me, and one ker-slapped my leg. 
At mile 7.4ish, I made it home. Completely blown away and what I had just accomplished.

I didn’t miss running. Running missed the f*ck out of me.

(via blindpeoplecandream)

— 1 month ago with 5183 notes