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#ForeverAlone

Toronto.

Middle Eastern

Scorpio - October.29.1996

IG: _noritadh

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julianocasabranca:

FUN STORY: my grandma lives in a city that was currently taken over by drug dealers and gangs and it’s now divided in two and my grandma is the oNLY CITIZEN IN THE WHOLE CITY who can go walking freely through both sides of the town because she used to do community work and feed the poor kids and those gang members were all fed by her so they let her come and go as she wants SO WHAT WE LEARN TODAY IS TO BE FUCKING NICE TO KIDS BC U MIGHT BE DEALING W FUTURE GANG MEMBERS




text reads: this doesn’t compare to the feel of your skin

Whoa

always loved this
blogilates:

This image strikes me hard. As I little girl, I was chubby, I was made fun of (having my last name didn’t help either), and I do remember turning my fingers into little scissors and wishing I could cut off my fat.

Honestly, I didn’t even know what fat was or that anything was “wrong” with me until the other kids told me so. Some days I was really terrified of going to school. I tried to distract it all by just studying harder.

It wasn’t until 7th grade when I started to get taller/skinnier and when I moved to a new school that the bullying stopped. 

This notion that “thinner is better” and that “fat is bad” gets ingrained in kids’ head from an early age…whether it’s subliminally from media or just hearing it from other family members complaining about their bodies. So it is HARD to accept your body when everyone tells you not to. Body dissatisfaction begins to take over your life and you become obsessed with changing it. And you know what? Some girls won’t know how to. That’s when the dangerous habits begin.

"Over 80 percent of 10-year-old girls are afraid of being fat. By middle school, 40-70 percent of girls are dissatisfied with two or more parts of their body, and body satisfaction hits rock bottom between the ages of 12 and 15." (NYC.gov)

So how do I like my body now that I’m a fitness instructor? There’s days when I love it and days when I hate it just like any other girl. Social media comments don’t make it any easier, but seriously if you make stupid remarks and your profile is private and you have no followers, just stop it. 

I know that at the end of the day, I am more than just my physical appearance. Seriously. My body holds my talents, my dreams, and my drive. It doesn’t define me. So don’t let it define you either. Let’s teach our little girls this. They don’t need to know that anything is wrong with their body because there isn’t. They just need to know that they should smile, work hard, and reach for their wildest dreams, whatever it may be. The change starts with this generation, now.

Thanks @fit2fat2fitwife and @fit2fat2fit for the emotional conversation yesterday.
Anonymous :  spoiler alert: they all die in the end

tsarbucks:

communistbakery:

what is this a spoiler for ??

life

gay8:

there is a 42069% chance there is an immature joke hidden in this post

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vxpo:

Pussy tighter than a white woman’s grip on her purse when she’s walking through a black neighborhood.

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ughannie:

ideal relationship