I like you

stay a while.

so phat.

It is appalling to me to listen and read about beautiful girls talk about their bodies being “gross”. Our bodies are fucking machines! Some are small and some are bigger, but they all function to keep us alive. I get it, you want to lose some weight. Hell! I would love to have the time and self control to get to the gym and work off this extra fat. And I will! But in the meantime I would never EVER look at myself in the mirror and feel hate. I could never ever hate this body. Without this body, how else would I be able to connect with the people I love. Hug. Kiss. Touch. Feel. See. Taste. Hear! I just wish that I could find the words to express how hurtful it is to read about girls who want to kill themselves because of the way they look. If someone in their lives would just look them in the eyes with complete honesty and tell them how wonderful they are… these terrible thoughts would not come to them. I get it, I’ve been there. You hate the way you look and all of the cliché’s about “the inside is all that matters” don’t always help. But they are cliché’s for a reason… they are so fucking true. 

Go look at yourself in the mirror and try to honestly tell me that it’s not the coolest work of art you have ever seen. Be healthy, eat right, MOVE! But don’t you ever for a moment doubt that your body isn’t amazing. It is perfect.

I shave my legs for you. I don’t think you understand how much of a commitment that really is.

I shave my legs for you. I don’t think you understand how much of a commitment that really is.

I never thought it was possible to be scared shitless yet love something so much all at the same time. I’ve found that there are only two things I actually feel that way toward. That is Love and Horses. Have you seen a horse?! Those beautiful monsters could crush you!

glaarb:

Amazing.

aw hell yes.

glaarb:

Amazing.

aw hell yes.