Junio 2012
“Guide to loving your body:
1. Get naked and take a good long look at your body. Trace your stretch marks, feel your hip bones poking out, place your hand over your tummy and take a fistful of yourself in. Appreciate your scars and pimples, your uneven,large,or nonexistent breasts. Take pride in your un/shaven, un/cut, fantastically odd private bits. Hold up a mirror to yourself and study your body. Love it.
2. Be Ugly, reclaim words that are used to put you down and shut you up and scream right back at these fascist beauty standard reinforcing scumbags. Give them the finger and tell them to kiss your fat/skinny/somewhere in between ass ‘cause you ain’t got time to waste with their body hating bullshit. and remember, you don’t owe prettiness to anyone. Validate yourself by accepting yourself.
3. Wear clothes that don’t fit, that are too big or too small and show all your “problem areas” that cosmo insists you hide and walk down the street like the fucking fabulous queen you are. Sashay the hate away.
4. Do what YOU want with YOUR body. Shave or don’t, wear makeup or don’t, whatever choice you make is yours to make, and anyone who shames you for your decision can keep it moving. This also means respecting the choices of others, even if they differ from your own.
5. Surround yourself with loving and supportive people. Rid of the toxic bullshit in your life if possible, and immerse yourself in a community that embraces body positivity and diversity.
” —brazen bitch (x)
New York
Snow Patrol
SNOW PATROL | New York
Mayo 2012
“I’m the kind of person who likes to be by himself. To put a finer point on it, I’m the type of person who doesn’t find it painful to be alone. I find spending an hour or two every day running alone, not speaking to anyone, as well as four or five hours alone at my desk, to be neither difficult nor boring. I’ve had this tendency ever since I was young, when, given a choice, I much preferred reading books on my own or concentrating on listening to music over being with someone else. I could always think of things to do by myself.”
—Haruki Murakami, What I Talk About When I Talk About Running (x)
“… when someone blushes, doesn’t that mean “yes”?”
—Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, Le Petit Prince (x)
Charms
Abel Korzeniowski
ABEL KORZENIOWSKI | Charms
The Common Sense Guide to Surviving the Zombie Apocalypse
So, in the wake of reading this terrifying shit, Postcard and I started chatting, as you do, about the zombie apocalypse. Here are some things Postcard and I enjoy: zombie media, common sense, and YELLING ABOUT STUFF. Thus, for your reading pleasure, please enjoy our simple twenty-step guide to NOT DYING in the unlikely event that a zombie apocalypse ravages humanity:
“I used to feel so alone in the city. All those gazillions of people and then me, on the outside. Because how do you meet a new person? I was very stunned by this for many years. And then I realized, you just say, ‘Hi.’ They may ignore you. Or you may marry them. And that possibility is worth that one word.”
—Augusten Burroughs (x)
I hate when people talk about their “other half.”
You should be whole on your own and then just find somebody to share your life with. That’s the problem, everybody is looking for somebody to complete them, walking around like chickens with their heads cut off. Blindly searching for something or somebody in the world when they should work on completing themselves, focusing inwardly.
You know what’s wrong with searching for your other half? You never should have been roaming the earth as half a person to begin with.
But this is all coming from a girl who is probably going to die alone, so what do I really know?
(via kaitmpayne)
