my social studies teacher once told us “human beings are the most selfish of all. even when someone dies, you shed tears only because they are no more around to provide you with whatever they had been for so long”
and it has been 3 years since she said this and this is still what i think about at night
"The truth is that the more intimately you know someone, the more clearly you’ll see their flaws. That’s just the way it is. This is why marriages fail, why children are abandoned, why friendships don’t last. You might think you love someone until you see the way they act when they’re out of money or under pressure or hungry, for goodness’ sake. Love is something different. Love is choosing to serve someone and be with someone in spite of their filthy heart. Love is patient and kind, love is deliberate. Love is hard. Love is pain and sacrifice, it’s seeing the darkness in another person and defying the impulse to jump ship."
The Great Kamryn (via densely)
I’m fat. People constantly say, “don’t wear tight clothes, it’s not flattering at all.”
I’m fat. I am fat in all of the clothes I wear. I can try and “hide” my body, but it’s still there. You can still clearly see that I. Am. Fat.
I shouldn’t have to modify my clothing habits so that other people don’t have to see that I am fat. This is my body, I’m proud of it, and if you don’t want to see my fat, don’t look.
bringin this shit back