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Manda Rave/Lady Unlaced. 22. New England. Eclectic. Cat Lady. Pagan. Writer. Jewelry Creator.
I have the entire universe inside me.
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i was scrolling through my dash when saw this amazing reply :) dont be afraid to reach out to others, you never know what they might say. you’re not alone. we will listen.
If Barbie was an actual woman, she would be 5’9” tall, have a 39” bust, an 18” waist, 33” hips and a size 3 shoe.
• Barbie calls this a “full figure” and likes her weight at 110 lbs.
• At 5’9” tall and weighing 110 lbs, Barbie would have a BMI of 16.24 and fit the weight criteria for anorexia. She likely would not menstruate.
• If Barbie was a real woman, she’d have to walk on all fours due to her proportions.
• Slumber Party Barbie was introduced in 1965 and came with a bathroom scale permanently set at 110 lbs with a book entitled “How to Lose Weight” with directions inside stating simply “Don’t eat.”
i’m always reblogging this.
I posted this awhile ago but I thought it deserved to be reposted.
Originally on my VF Journal
I have been called a bitch. A whore. A slut. A cunt. Heartless, Cold, Vile, Petty, Manipulative, Selfish, Careless, Cruel. I have also been called a friend. A sister. A goddess. A princess. A queen. Lovely, Amiable, Sweet, Compassionate, Honest, Beautiful, Amazing. All of these things have been used to define me -mostly by others, sometimes by myself. I am all of this and none of this at once. I am a human being. I am ever-changing and morphing. Every day I am created into something new and who I was before gets lost forever in time. That is life and it is true of everyone. I could choose to wallow in the nasty comments and feel badly about myself. But where would that get me? Where would that get anyone? The past is the past, it cannot change. The future is yet to come and no one can predict it. It is all a game of chance and fate that everyone plays. So just be. Be yourself, be human. Don’t strive for perfection, you will never reach it. Don’t try to be what others wish of you, you will never achieve that either. Follow your instincts, do what feels right, and don’t beat yourself up about making a mistake. Everyone makes mistakes. Everyone can be a bitch, a cunt, a whore. But everyone can also be a friend or a queen. Or a king! Or whatever else you want to be. That is how this world works. Don’t brood, don’t wallow, don’t sit around in your own misery and cry “Why me?” or curse the existence of those who may have hurt you. You gain nothing from that. Live! Breathe! Smile! Enjoy what is around you and embrace what you do have. That is what I have been learning to do. I’m sure there are those that would happier if I was sitting around depressed all the time. But those people do not matter to me. They do not own me nor will I allow them to define me or dictate my actions. I am a beautifully flawed fucking Queen and anyone that would argue against that does not have a grasp on life yet. And for them I am sorry, but for me, I will smile.
My name is Jordan. I am 14, 5’4”, 105 lbs.
I do not have cancer. I have a disease called Alopecia.
About a year ago, I started to lose my hair very quickly. I had been very healthy all of my life. The doctors diagnosed it as Alopecia, which very simply means unexplainable hair loss. There is no known cure for my condition.
I have lost my hair, my eyebrows, my eyelashes, and all of my body hair. I normally wear a wig because I don’t want people to think that I am very sick.
I wish more than anything I had hair like all the girls in my school. Lately it has been very hard to look in the mirror, but today I am taking the first steps to loving myself.
I am going to tell myself that I am beautiful, because of my smile and my eyes and my confidence. Having this disease has taught me that everyone is beautiful. One day I hope to inspire and help others with the same disease.
How could you NOT reblog this?
you’re gorgeous!!
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im glad theirs people out their like you. be proud of yourself pretty girl
WHY CAN I NOT HAVE YOUR SMILE?!
i never reblogged this. this girl is seriously beautiful. look at her smile.
This is really inspiring. YOU GO, GIRL.
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you’re beautiful.
Ads sell more than products, they sell values, images, concepts of love, sexuality, success, and perhaps most importantly of normalcy. To a great extent they tell us who we are and who we should be…
This flawless-ness cannot be achieved, NO ONE looks like this.
This speech is so important, please watch.
WATCH THIS
