how quaint

"Have you seen most of the plus-size sections out there? It’s horrifying. Whoever’s designing for plus-size doesn’t get it. The entire garment needs to be reconceived. You can’t just take a size 8 and make it larger. In my travels, I’ve been an advocate for larger women. I’ve been talking to designers, but only a half-dozen make an effort. Most say, ‘I don’t want a woman who’s a size 10 or 11 wearing my clothes.’ Well, shame on you! It’s not realistic. We need to address real women with real needs."

"All women dream of meeting a partner who will like our bodies as they are. We long for partners who will offer affirmation and unconditional acceptance, particularly if we have never been affirmed or were affirmed only as children in our families of origin. We long for acceptance of our physical beings, to be admired as we are, even as we withhold affirmation from ourselves. This is the worst form of self-sabotage. We can “start where we are” by offering ourselves that gaze of approval we long to see in the eyes of someone else. The more we love our flesh, the more others will delight in its bounty. As we love the female body, we are able to let it be the ground on which we build a deeper relationship to ourselves—a loving relationship uniting mind, body, and spirit."

The Premise of Skyrim

streudelkitty:

Pretty much, you run around in old Scandinavia ice hell land and dragons and wolves and bears come up to you at random times to bother you to death, and the save points are sucky. And like everywhere you go there are bandits and evil magic dudes. Also, people order you around a lot and bearded old farts teach you how to yell. You can also pick flowers.

But it’s addicting as hell.

(via dasistblud)

"Your head is a living forest full of song birds."

"Female toplessness is legal in a lot of places in the US (although not where I live), and I’d be meeting the letter of the law with a couple of Band-aids. But I have a gut feeling that if I go anywhere that there are people—and particularly anywhere there are children—nobody’s going to be too happy about my Band-aids. The enforcement is social; women just don’t go around topless in the US.

It bothers me because it’s unequal, but it also bothers me in its implications: that my body is inherently sexual, and a man’s body isn’t. It feels like men are being viewed through the first-person lens of “it’s nice to feel the sun on my skin, and I don’t mean anything by it” and women are being viewed through the distinctly third-person lens of “it’s inappropriate for me, a heterosexual man, to see her sexy parts.” It ignores the experiences of people who are turned on by male chests and somehow manage to contain themselves when they see one."

youaregoodatthings:

I am good at pretending I didn’t get your text message.

dizzzypie:

ryankun:

what not to do when someone asks you to use certain pronouns

• ask them why
• ask them whats between their legs
• tell them they’re wrong
• hammer them with personal questions

what to do when someone asks you to use certain pronouns:

• call them by those pronouns
• have a snack if you want w/e you’re pretty much done here

Cis folk really don’t know how much my pronouns mean to me.

(Source: baby-dodongo, via grasstomyknees)