I’m not pro ana, by the way.

Feeling the need to clarify since people seem to unfollow me after my last comment. I just think there’s no point in comparing normal weight standards to pro ana standards and discussing that very scale since there’s also no point in telling pro ana people that they’re “sick” or “crazy” or whatever. Hence the comment.

Thanks for your attention.

rahrahrahweregoingtosmashtheoiks:

teaweedandbooze:

ourmountainsarewaiting:

dougie-poynter:

panda-propaganda:

captainjaffacus:

Woahhhhh.. What :L

Um fuck you, I’m nearly 200lb.

there is so much wrong with this
SO MUCH WRONG

Hahaaha. Perfect apparently means severely underweight. No thanks.  

Even the “Good” weights have a BMI of 17.5 or less….. That’s fucking sick.

shit im obese. oh well.

This is a PRO ANA weight list, smarty pants.

rahrahrahweregoingtosmashtheoiks:

teaweedandbooze:

ourmountainsarewaiting:

dougie-poynter:

panda-propaganda:

captainjaffacus:

Woahhhhh.. What :L

Um fuck you, I’m nearly 200lb.

there is so much wrong with this

SO MUCH WRONG

Hahaaha. 
Perfect apparently means severely underweight.
No thanks.  

Even the “Good” weights have a BMI of 17.5 or less….. That’s fucking sick.

shit im obese. oh well.

This is a PRO ANA weight list, smarty pants.

left the window open

shit

MOSQUITOES EVERYWHERE

"Sometimes you wake up. Sometimes the fall kills you. And sometimes, when you fall, you fly."
— Neil Gaiman (via freakward)

 

alackoforder:

I was watching Moomins today, being the proper teenager that I am.

Ok. Yes. Yes good.

[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]

cumberbuddy:

takemeto-utopia:

Ben Howard - Only love  (Album version)

I’ve had this song on repeat for hours.

This is gunna be Song Of The Day. 

Threatening my family like a boss:

“If you aren’t nice to me, I’ll make British food tomorrow.” 

stop scrolling and please read this.

he-made-me-insecure:

take a step back, fucking look at yourself. You are human. You are beautiful. You are so beautiful, and you can be anything. You can be everything. Do not hate yourself because  someone broke your heart, or because your parents split up, your best friend betrayed you, your father hit you, the kid down the street called you fat, ugly, stupid, worthless. Do not concern yourself with things you cannot control. Cry when you need to, then let go when it’s time. Dont hang onto painful memories just because you’re afraid to forget. Let go of things that are in the past. Forget things that aren’t worth remembering. Stop taking things for granted. Stop taking life for granted. Live for something, live for yourself, fall in love, fall out of love. Do this over and over until you know what it really is to love someone. Question things. Tell people how you really feel. Sleep under the stars. Create. Imagine. Inspire. Share something wonderful. Make someone’s day. Follow your dreams. Live your life to its full potential, and just fucking live. And one day, when you’re old, look back with no regrets.

When I’m having non-internet based conversations and I start sentences with “I have a friend who…”

lady88:

I’m really just talking about people from tumblr who I’ve never met in real life.

Yes same!

Fun fact: I did. And then I lost him again.

Fun fact: I did. And then I lost him again.

PBS DID A VIDEO ABOUT FAN ART

lewisiarediviva:

AND IT IS AWESOME AND VERY RESPECTFUL

It is indeed! And I’m completely in love with them showing the “Alpaca!Sherlock and Corgi!John” Comic, because it’s one of my favourite fanarts ever. Proud mother moment.