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Sand, under a 250x microscope
file under things that make me want to cry about the magnificence of the world
woah
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lazy day.
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I say, ‘I am fat.’
He says ‘No, you are beautiful.’
I wonder why I cannot be both.
He kisses me
hard.2.
My college theater professor once told me
that despite my talent,
I would never be cast as a romantic lead.
We do plays that involve singing animals
and children with the ability to fly,
but apparently no one
has enough willing suspension of disbelief
to go with anyone loving a fat girl.
I daydream regularly
about fucking my boyfriend vigorously on his front lawn.3.
On the mornings I do not feel pretty,
while he is still asleep,
I sit on the floor and check the pockets of his skinny jeans for motive,
for a punchline,
for other girls’ phone numbers.4.
When we hold hands in public,
I wonder if he notices the looks —
like he is handling a parade balloon on a crowded sidewalk;
if he notices that my hands are now made of rope.5.
Dear Cosmo: Fuck you.
I will not take sex tips from you
on how to please a man you think I do not deserve.6.
He tells me he loves me with the lights on.7.
I can cup his hip bone in my hand,
feel his ribs without pressing very hard at all.
He does not believe me when I tell him he is beautiful.
Sometimes I fear the day he does will be the day he leaves.8.
The cute hipster girl at the coffee shop
assumes we are just friends
and flirts over the counter.
I spend the next two weeks
mentally replacing myself with her
in all of our photographs.
When I admit this to him
we spend the evening taking new photos together.
He will not let me delete a single one of them.9.
The phrase “Big girls need love too” can die in a fire.
Fucking me does not require an asterisk.
Loving me is not a fetish.
Finding me beautiful is not a novelty.
I am not a fucking novelty.10.
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I say, ‘I am fat.’
He says, ‘No. You are so much more’,
and kisses me
hard.Rachel Wiley (via howweknewit) Teared up a little bit. For all the Fat girls. And the not-fat girls. For the Girls. For everyone. (via cora-bora)
Number 9 is life.
(via murrchav)
THIS! Omg! I needed to see this. To read this. I want to be that girl that believes those things and lives that way.
(via renners-chick)
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Some days i think fatphobes are just jelly.
Beach bodies.
these cuties omg. I was having a bad weight today. this makes me feel a little better :3
They are all beautiful maidens
I live thie
GORGEOUS WOMEN!!!! Love it!!
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Cultural Appropriation: A conversation by Sanaa Hamid
This body of work is an exploration of the extent of cultural appropriation and encourages a discussion about it. I give the appropriator and the appropriated the opportunity to defend themselves and create a dialogue between them, while maintaining a neutral stance myself. I am not attacking those who appropriate, merely educating and creating awareness. Neutrality is key in this series, as i remove myself from my political and social status and opinions, stripping the problem to the most basic issue; taking an item that means a great deal to somebody and corrupting it.
About me
Chasing Through Reincarnations to Find You:
Dirty Windows made with broken glass
Glittered quivered shots in the dark
Warm and Radiant
Falling
F
a
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l
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n
g ever so slowly...
As I grasp your fingertips, we slip undaunted to the waters
pink
soft
glow
Up ahead. I've looked at the world where I could possibly chase you. Like a bird to the nest.
Dance, fight, or flight.
