liltedlullaby:

undef-eat-able:

This comparison is important. The difference in these two birthdays is important. These photos are taken exactly a year apart: the left is my 18th birthday and the right is my 19th birthday. Here’s how these nights went:
18: I went out to a sushi restaurant with close friends and family. I refused to drink my first legal drink. I was wearing 2 pairs of pants and 3 sweaters. I had one bite of sashimi, ran to the bathroom, locked myself in the stall and purged. I refused to come out and my mom had to get the manager to unlock the door. I cried my eyes out and I had to convince the manager to let me sneak out the back because I was too embarrassed to go back to my own birthday party.
19: I met up with the same (with a few additions) group of friends at a pizza and wine bar. I had half a pizza, 3 glasses of wine and a slice of birthday cake. Scratch that, I had my face pushed into a piece of cake. In this picture I am over 30lbs heavier than one year ago today. I am wearing a thin tank top. I am warm, I am fulfilled and I love myself. (I am also pretty drunk).
I want you to know that recovery is 100% possible. It’s the hardest thing I’ve ever done. Some days, it took literally all my strength to push through meals. But I did it, and others can too. Eating disorders are not a “for life” sentence, although they feel like it. With hard work, adventure and patience, you can learn to love yourself again. You can learn to hold yourself together again.
Choosing to let Anorexia consume me would have been one of the last decisions I would have ever made. Choosing recovery was the single greatest decision I’ve ever made. 

WOW. JUST WOW.

liltedlullaby:

undef-eat-able:

This comparison is important. The difference in these two birthdays is important. These photos are taken exactly a year apart: the left is my 18th birthday and the right is my 19th birthday. Here’s how these nights went:

18: I went out to a sushi restaurant with close friends and family. I refused to drink my first legal drink. I was wearing 2 pairs of pants and 3 sweaters. I had one bite of sashimi, ran to the bathroom, locked myself in the stall and purged. I refused to come out and my mom had to get the manager to unlock the door. I cried my eyes out and I had to convince the manager to let me sneak out the back because I was too embarrassed to go back to my own birthday party.

19: I met up with the same (with a few additions) group of friends at a pizza and wine bar. I had half a pizza, 3 glasses of wine and a slice of birthday cake. Scratch that, I had my face pushed into a piece of cake. In this picture I am over 30lbs heavier than one year ago today. I am wearing a thin tank top. I am warm, I am fulfilled and I love myself. (I am also pretty drunk).

I want you to know that recovery is 100% possible. It’s the hardest thing I’ve ever done. Some days, it took literally all my strength to push through meals. But I did it, and others can too. Eating disorders are not a “for life” sentence, although they feel like it. With hard work, adventure and patience, you can learn to love yourself again. You can learn to hold yourself together again.

Choosing to let Anorexia consume me would have been one of the last decisions I would have ever made. Choosing recovery was the single greatest decision I’ve ever made. 

WOW. JUST WOW.

1 Sep 2014 / Reblogged from purgatorybitches with 67,859 notes

playdated:

BEING UGLY IS REALLY FUCKING ANNOYING 

1 Sep 2014 / Reblogged from fire-whiskeyy with 812,317 notes

viage:

To save its lone customers from the awkward perils of solo dining, The Moomin House Cafe kindly seats diners with stuffed animal companions called Moomins, a family of white hippo-like characters created by Finnish illustrator and writer Tove Jansson.

1 Sep 2014 / Reblogged from foxnewsofficial with 4,991 notes

glumshoe:

This was my chemistry professor.

glumshoe:

This was my chemistry professor.

1 Sep 2014 / Reblogged from capeter-capaldi with 113,608 notes / #was 

lovejustalittlebitharder:

friendly reminder that if i have ever befriended you and have not spoken to you in a while it’s nothing you’ve done wrong it’s just because i’m a piece of shit at keeping in contact with people and i still love you okay good

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toastyhat:

toastyhat:

Two art games Splickedy and I sometimes play when we’re very very bored.  

There are all sorts of different twists you can do with these—in the first one, you can pick characters by spinning a pencil, drawing pieces of paper from a cup, etc.  But so far dice have yielded the best results.  And you can make names by making anagrams out of words that describe them, etc. etc.  

Reblogs this from a reblog note that turned up on my dash because THESE ARE STILL HELLA FUN and I recommend them to everyone!

1 Sep 2014 / Reblogged from purgatorybitches with 3,202 notes

magical-unicorn-idina-menzel:

I love and seriously respect that Idina realizes that she’s tweeting to young, impressionable girls that really will believe her when she tells them they are beautiful!

1 Sep 2014 / Reblogged from tyleroakley with 72,681 notes

mitchdahbitch:

sometimes i forget how ugly i am so when i accidentally open the front camera on my phone i have an actual heart attack

1 Sep 2014 / Reblogged from to----zanarkand with 30,263 notes

theartofdeductingtherude:

TARDIS Door finally completed!

theartofdeductingtherude:

TARDIS Door finally completed!

1 Sep 2014 / Reblogged from doctorwho with 2,879 notes

h0mewrckr:

tittily:

tenouttatenasses:

sandandglass:

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That’s the nicest thing I’ve seen today.

imagine being that one guy who broke an 11 hour kindness chain

I’m going to starts doing that now

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rupsidaisy:

gay8:

fuck attractive people

that’s the plan

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tardistiles:

sp00kyqueer:

sp00kyqueer:

Something I realised, after having to help many international tourists count out their change, is that American coins don’t actually have the number value on them??? Like no wonder all these poor tourists are so confused

like

image

it just fucking says one “dime”

what the fuck is a dime

how much is it worth

whose idea was this

oh my god i never even realized that what the hell we all just sort of know what they’re worth through some sixth sense bullshit

DO YOU KNOW
HOW HARD TOLLS WERE
AS AN ENGLISH PERSON IN AMERICA
TRYING TO COUNT OUT CHANGE
WHILE EVERYONE IS WAITING
AND YOU COME ACROSS A DIME
WHAT