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grave-at-trenzalore:

followingthedeer:

sainthannah:

heatherbat:

stunningpicture:

‘Cause people seem to only post the 20-something Audrey Hepburn.

Audrey Hepburn was the granddaughter of a baron, the daughter of a nazi sympathizer, spent her teens doing ballet to secretly raise money for the dutch resistance against the nazis, and spent her post-film career as a goodwill ambassador of UNICEF, winning the presidential medal of freedom for her efforts.
…and history remembers her as pretty.

AND HISTORY REMEMBERS HER AS PRETTY

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this is the first time I have ever seen a picture of her older than 20 and I think that’s scary

grave-at-trenzalore:

followingthedeer:

sainthannah:

heatherbat:

stunningpicture:

‘Cause people seem to only post the 20-something Audrey Hepburn.

Audrey Hepburn was the granddaughter of a baron, the daughter of a nazi sympathizer, spent her teens doing ballet to secretly raise money for the dutch resistance against the nazis, and spent her post-film career as a goodwill ambassador of UNICEF, winning the presidential medal of freedom for her efforts.

…and history remembers her as pretty.

AND HISTORY REMEMBERS HER AS PRETTY

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this is the first time I have ever seen a picture of her older than 20 and I think that’s scary

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actualmenacebuckybarnes:

haha are you kidding me

ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME

Look at Bucky turn around, grin ready on his face, Steve look at the flying car, just bonkers, ain’t it? But no, Steve’s not there.

Immediately, his expression drops. This guy’s on a date, and his best friend steps away from his side for one whole minute and Bucky’s face is all suddenly WORRY and DREAD.

Where’d Steve get himself off to now??

Oh shit, what if he inhales some pollen and dies?????

What if he finds some stairs and falls down them????

STEVE NO STEVE STOP DOING THINGS WHEN I’M NOT THERE STEVE

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stophatingyourbody:

TW: Bullying, mental/emotional abuse.
Hello! My name’s Brittany. I’m 24, from northeastern Pennsylvania, and this blog changed my life.
To start, I grew up in a very toxic household full of emotional and mental abuse that I got from both of my parents and my considerably thinner half-sister. Sometimes my sister would take her lipstick and write things like “fat whore” and “cow” on my bedroom mirror, then my parents would defend her by saying things like, “well, she wouldn’t do those things if you were skinny!”
I found out about Tumblr about two years ago, which lead me to find this amazing blog and to me educating myself on body positivity, fat positivity, and self-love. I don’t know where I would be now if I never found this place and the brilliant people on it. All of your stories, experiences, and positivity helped me stop wishing I were someone else… because I never want to be anyone else.
Because of this blog, and the support from some amazing friends, I’ve had the courage to stand up to my family, even if they still don’t accept my confidence and self-love. Not only that, but I’m over-the-moon happy with myself and my size 24 body— the rolls, the stretchmarks, the battle scars, and everything else that makes my body uniquely me!
Thank you, SHYB! 
Oh, and I’m always looking for new friends, too! If you’d like to chat, feel free to inbox me and we’ll go for RIta’s Italian Ice together!
x
BE BRAVE! JOIN THE BODY PEACE REVOLUTION!

stophatingyourbody:

TW: Bullying, mental/emotional abuse.

Hello! My name’s Brittany. I’m 24, from northeastern Pennsylvania, and this blog changed my life.

To start, I grew up in a very toxic household full of emotional and mental abuse that I got from both of my parents and my considerably thinner half-sister. Sometimes my sister would take her lipstick and write things like “fat whore” and “cow” on my bedroom mirror, then my parents would defend her by saying things like, “well, she wouldn’t do those things if you were skinny!”

I found out about Tumblr about two years ago, which lead me to find this amazing blog and to me educating myself on body positivity, fat positivity, and self-love. I don’t know where I would be now if I never found this place and the brilliant people on it. All of your stories, experiences, and positivity helped me stop wishing I were someone else… because I never want to be anyone else.

Because of this blog, and the support from some amazing friends, I’ve had the courage to stand up to my family, even if they still don’t accept my confidence and self-love. Not only that, but I’m over-the-moon happy with myself and my size 24 body— the rolls, the stretchmarks, the battle scars, and everything else that makes my body uniquely me!

Thank you, SHYB! 

Oh, and I’m always looking for new friends, too! If you’d like to chat, feel free to inbox me and we’ll go for RIta’s Italian Ice together!

x

BE BRAVE! JOIN THE BODY PEACE REVOLUTION!

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arqueete:

lyssalovescookies:

flailmorpho:

wastelandbabe:

lowbutt:

MY SCIENCE TEACHER CAUGHT THE TABLE ON FIRE AND HES JUST STARING AT IT

I LOVE SCIENCE TEACHERS

I’M SORRY BUT HOW BADLY DID HE FUCK UP READING HIS CALIPER?


#my environmental science teacher was demonstrating how pumice can float#so she just went around the room dropping them into people’s water bottles#but one of them didn’t float#so then she lit a match and dropped it into the bottle#and it blew up#that’s how we found out that the kid was drinking alcohol at school x









In 8th grade, my science teacher asked a kid to turn the lights off, suddenly lit the front table on fire like the picture above, and then shouted WELCOME TO HELL.
It was a good science class.

My physical sciences teacher lit the desk on fire the first day of class then calmly said, ” Now that I’ve got your attention… Welcome to physical sciences I’ll be coming around to hand out your course syllabus.”

arqueete:

lyssalovescookies:

flailmorpho:

wastelandbabe:

lowbutt:

MY SCIENCE TEACHER CAUGHT THE TABLE ON FIRE AND HES JUST STARING AT IT

I LOVE SCIENCE TEACHERS

I’M SORRY BUT HOW BADLY DID HE FUCK UP READING HIS CALIPER?

In 8th grade, my science teacher asked a kid to turn the lights off, suddenly lit the front table on fire like the picture above, and then shouted WELCOME TO HELL.

It was a good science class.

My physical sciences teacher lit the desk on fire the first day of class then calmly said, ” Now that I’ve got your attention… Welcome to physical sciences I’ll be coming around to hand out your course syllabus.”

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