The Fire Burns Strong And Bright, Like Me

Ember and Boone are meant for each other. They are best friends and after years of back and forth they finally are on the same page and completely in love. Neither of them is perfect- everyone has their vices- but their intentionality and attention to keeping their relationship honest and healthy makes those a bit easier to forgive. Though not a total fantasy, they have their romantic moments and they don’t doubt each other’s love. They have stuck together through ups and downs; moves, job changes, mental health issues, a global pandemic, money problems, and now there’s something else…

silk101:

i’m literally in the middle of wanting to die and wanting to turn my life around for the better and it’s the worse place to be

Me at this moment

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swallowthatshit:

pushinginthepin:

pushinginthepin:

Here’s your fucking breast cancer awareness.

This was during my 35 day radiation treatment back in 2013. Breast cancer isn’t sexy. It’s not about saving the boobies. It’s not about no bra day, which is really just an excuse for women to post sexy pics of their nipples pressing through their clothes. It’s scars, nausea, pain, bald heads, burnt skin, and broken hearts.

If this doesn’t make you “aware” then I don’t know what will. 

Does it make you uncomfortable? It should. 

Thank you for sharing this because I’ve literally never seen this side of it

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papertownsy:

THIS IS REBLOG RELEVANT FOR ONLY TODAY IN THE WHOLE OF HUMAN HISTORY AND ITS FUTURE

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sandandglass:

Last Week Tonight s02e29 

“But if we’re going to constantly use mentally ill people to dodge conversations about gun control, then the very least we owe them is a fucking plan.”

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kyuubified:

kyuubified:

Whenever I see breast cancer awareness campaigns that sexualize breasts/place the importance of breasts over the person suffering from breast cancer I remember this story I read on a cancer forum of a woman who had a double mastectomy and how a little after she got dropped off by her husband at the clinic for a checkup and he never came to pick her up, and how she eventually took a cab home and he had taken all his things and just LEFT

and multiple stories from other women who had mastectomies and how their husbands either left them, cheated on them, or were no longer attracted to them because they didn’t have a breast/breasts anymore. And that shit makes me so mad. You can argue all you want that they’re isolated cases but this is what happens when you put the importance on the sexualization of breasts over the well being of the survivor. The person suffering from cancer is ALWAYS, ALWAYS going to be more important. Treatment for cancer is so fucking difficult, it’s both physically and psychologically torturous and the fact that these people survived these ordeals only to deal with this misogynistic dehumanizing shit makes me want to fucking fight everyone. It makes me so goddamn mad. 

It’s breast cancer awareness month so I’m bringing this back. Fuck your “save the tata’s” shirt; save, support, and love the people fighting this awful disease. They are so beautiful and so, so important and deserving with or without breasts.  

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fatbabe4alwayz:

@plus-size-barbiee my cars name is Jagger 😂😂😂😂😂

Tyrone

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ladytranquility:

idontwantyourcrown:

kylierdub:

yeawutevr:

Louder

Shout that from the rooftops

I don’t think enough people can hear this

SAY IT AGAIN

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qawiyaah:

eat-pray-lesbian:

Okay, I always see a lot of love for Samira, Ruby, Laura, Diane, and Kimiko on here. 

And I get it, believe me I do :)

But WHERE the FUCK are the posts dedicated to Danielle?!? She’s a stunning, kind, hilarious person.

I love her and Taystee to death<3333

I LOVE HER

AMEN!!!!!

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fatgirlopinions:

some of my biggest insecurities only became insecurities after my mother pointed them out to me and turned my characteristics into flaws.
parents, fucking watch what you say to your kids. 

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mirandaadria:

Don’t say, “I’m sorry this offended you”.
Instead say, “I’m sorry I was offensive.”

Don’t say, “I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
Instead say, “I didn’t mean to hurt you, but intent means nothing because the damage is already done.”

Don’t say, “It was just a joke.”
Instead sat, “Some things should not be joked about.”

Don’t say, “I wouldn’t try to hurt anyone like that.”
Instead say, “I realize I hurt people with my words, and I’m sorry.”

Don’t say, “I‘ll remove the joke if it bothers you so much.” (if posted online)
Instead say, “Yes, I said this, and it was wrong, and now I know not to say things like this again.”

Don’t say, “Well other people weren’t bothered by it.”
Instead say, “Well some people weren’t bothered by it, but others were, and their concerns are just as valid and worthy of consideration.”

Stop accepting passive apologies that do not show the offensive party actively taking responsibility for their mistakes.

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slayboybunny:

hello please dont make me feel guilty for not talking to u or hanging out with u as it is really genuinely hard for me to stay in touch w others for various reasons + when u respond to my struggle with anger or guilt tripping it really just contributes to the anxiety i have about it and consequently makes me more distant.  i kno its hard but pls if u have a friend like me be patient and u just gotta trust that they will come back when theyre ready + remember that others’ time space and energy is not a right or possession of urs (sounds cold but its true)

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