slowly-tongued-by-stephen-fry:
fuck PETA.
more anti-woman, body negative bullshit from peta? shocker.
Another reason why I hate PETA. Rights of the animals > respecting women.
Fuck off PETA.oh fuck peta
Because it’s meat that makes you fat and all veg*ns are thin, right?
God, fuck PETA.
W O W
PETA’s stupidity never fails to amaze me.
Fuck you, PETA.
Jesus Christ. The lack of decency and common sense in the world always surprises me, still.
This is sad and pathetic.
never liked peta, never will.
(Source: donkeysalright)
I FINALLY joined a gym today, after three weeks of not working out. I headed over to Old Navy (I’m a sucker for Old Navy) and purchased some work out clothes.
It’s hard for me to notice the difference between what I looked like last year and what I look like this year, but making these little Photoshop documents help me realize how big of a change it has been.
The left is me in July 2011, and the right is me, almost a year later.
Of course, I am still not happy. The goal is to be a size 4 (I’m currently between a 12).
I’m working on it.
PS- the reason why I am so open about this is because I know many people are also going through this change. Plus, I’m comfortable with my tumblr followers. Love you guys.
when i hear this song at work this is literally me
THIS IS LITERALLY ME. Oh my god every time.
ugh I’m so jealous of men who can dance like this. that’s why they’re so damn skinny.
(Source: partouse)
It sucks when you want someone to be truly happy, and you hope and pray that you’re apart of that picture.
I honestly have THE biggest case of summertime sadness right now. I don’t think I have ever felt this kind of loneliness before. I miss my friends. It’s crazy how large of a role they played in the past ten months of my life.
I don’t think I have ever felt so down about myself in a very, very, long time. Ever since I stared working out (and eventually having to stop) and losing weight I have been so incredibly hard on myself. Constantly believing that I am not good enough for anyone, not pretty enough for anyone, and of course— not skinny enough for anyone. It’s weird because if I didn’t have my love for photography, I know for a fact that I wouldn’t be here right now.
I have been trying to cover up my sadness by pretending everything is alright, but you can only pretend for so long. I am absolutely miserable. Don’t get me wrong, I am extremely thankful for everything and love everything that is going right in my life- but everything that is going right in my life is strictly photo or business based. The only thing that has EVER gone right in my life are those things.
Nothing has ever gone right for me, for my own personal needs.
I am becoming my biggest enemy.
I just want to love myself again. I just want to be loved.
So I’m going to France Wednesday…
this mean street fashion..so great for my portfolio.. gonna die.
I’m honestly squealing of jealousy. That, and one of my close friends is currently in Paris. Have fun!
(Source: highonflowers, via annaszczekutowicz)
