people as warmblooded furntiture

bryanhatesyou:

All I want to do is eat burritos and fuck outside and go on roller coasters.

want me to talk to you?

think about things, really think about them. be fascinated. be compassionate to all. avoid ad hominem. know that there are things wrong with the world, and be angry about them. be vocally and unapologeticly angry. feel your feelings, or try. do your research. partake in fantasy. try to relate to everyone, even if they’re so, so wrong. appreciate creations. listen to the victim. have respect. 

don’t eat what they feed you, speak up when they want you to shut up, fight back, dream big, nourish your positive energy,

and partake in general staples of personal hygene. 

and that’s okay. it isn’t gone, it’s never gone, but i’m BETTER than it. and i won’t let it tell me what to do. that part of me doesn’t need to be fueled anymore, i have so many fulfilling and beautiful things in my life. and the best thing i can do for myself is love others, love myself

and hey

if i am gonna be a fat girl

i will be a fat, beautiful, funny, smart, wonderful, healthy, confident girl. 

yes, lots of people are fat. no, that isn’t important at all. 

i don’t have to forget about my eating disorder, just know that it’s there and rise above it.

cashcrab:

The National Coalition Of Girls Who Still Think “Rawr Means I Love You In Dinosaur” Is A Thing will be holding a convention this weekend in New York City in which members affiliated with the group will meet together and form a massive sitting circle in which they will all draw pictures of Jack Skellington on each other’s Vans.