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you’re damn right they have (x)

follow @the-movemnt

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painting by Alexandra Levasseur

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By atelierbordelle on Instagram

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small titties, big titties, no titties if you like her you’ll like her titties.

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For some of the boys out there who are feeling insecure about their bodies, I want you to look at some Olympic athletes:

Mo Farah, 10000m gold medal winner. He’s quite small and doesn’t have huge muscles. But he’s still a champion

Lasha Talakhadze, weightlifting gold medal winner. He’s not skinny; he clearly has body fat and a rounded face. But he’s still a champion 

Kōhei Uchimura, gymnastics gold medal winner. He’s muscular, but is only 1.61m tall (5ft 3″). But he’s still a champion 

So what I’m trying to say is that men and boys are often given expectations to be muscular, thin and tall - the diversity in male Olympics athletes shows that you absolutely do not need to be all/any of those things to be valid. You and your body are valid no matter what.

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Malia Obama being a carefree black girl at lollapalooza is giving me LIFE 

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So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.

F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby (via lazypacific)

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it’s so lit when ya girl smart like yes ma teach me something

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And he never did.

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Taylor Momsen for MTV UK

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I know ive discussed it before but. blind sex positivity is counter productive. telling girls to have sex can be equally as harmful as telling girls to be ashamed of sex. especially 20+ year old women talking about “sex positivity” to 15, 16 year old girls. even if you mean well, it can be harmful

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WARNING TO PEOPLE OF GLASGOW: trigger warnings for LGBTQA+-phobia, Neo-Nazis and Racism

Hey loves, My friend Oli learned from a Glaswegian on twitter that they’ve seen these around the city (specifically Clyde and Glasgow Green). They’re Neo-Nazi racist and anti-LGBTQIAP+ stickers spread by a group called ‘National Action’. I’m going to start carrying a black permanent marker around when I go out so that if I see them I can try and get rid of them, it’s not much but it’s something. Stay safe to my LGBTQIAP+ siblings and also people of colour in Glasgow. Solidarity ❤️

NOTE: If you are going to take them down, take them down with keys, not your fingers. I’ve been told that Fascists have been known to leave blades under stickers. Also if you want to go on a finding-stickers-and-taking-them-down spree, it’s best to go in groups as fascists have also been known to stick around in case people try and take them down. Stay safe please ❤️

Please reblog this, especially if you live in Glasgow or Scotland as a whole , this is appalling and ridiculous and needs to be stopped

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In Scotland, we like to ‘Cone’ things. It basically involves placing Cones on top of really high statues.

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Going To Hell // The Pretty Reckless

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STORY TIME:

I work in a decent sized, local, indie bookstore. It’s a great job 99% of the time and a lot of our customers are pretty neat people. Any who, middle of the day this little old lady comes up. She’s lovably kooky. She effuses how much she loves the store and how she wishes she could spend more time in it but her husband is waiting in the car (OH! I BETTER BUY HIM SOME CHOCOLATE!), she piles a bunch of art supplies on the counter and then stops and tells me how my bangs are beautiful and remind her of the ocean (“Wooooosh” she says, making a wave gesture with her hand)

Ok. I think to myself. Awesomely happy, weird little old ladies are my favorite kind of customer. They’re thrilled about everything and they’re comfortably bananas. I can have a good time with this one. So we chat and it’s nice.

Then this kid, who’s been up my counter a few times to gather his school textbooks, comes up in line behind her (we’re connected to a major university in the city so we have a lot of harried students pass through). She turns around to him and, out of nowhere, demands that he put his textbooks on the counter. He’s confused but she explains that she’s going to buy his textbooks.

He goes sheetrock white. He refuses and adamantly insists that she can’t do that. It’s like, $400 worth of textbooks. She, this tiny old woman, bodily takes them out of her hands, throws them on the counter and turns to me with a intense stare and tells me to put them on her bill. The kid at this point is practically in tears. He’s confused and shocked and grateful. Then she turns to him and says “you need chocolate.” She starts grabbing handfuls of chocolates and putting them in her pile.

He keeps asking her “why are you doing this?” She responds “Do you like Harry Potter?“ and throws a copy of the new Cursed Child on the pile too.

Finally she’s done and I ring her up for a crazy amount of money. She pays and asks me to please give the kid a few bags for his stuff. While I’m bagging up her merchandise the kid hugs her. We’re both telling her how amazing she is and what an awesome thing she’s done. She turns to both of us and says probably one of the most profound, unscripted things I’ve ever had someone say:

“It’s important to be kind. You can’t know all the times that you’ve hurt people in tiny, significant ways. It’s easy to be cruel without meaning to be. There’s nothing you can do about that. But you can choose to be kind. Be kind.”

The kid thanks her again and leaves. I tell her again how awesome she is. She’s staring out the door after him and says to me: “My son is a homeless meth addict. I don’t know what I did. I see that boy and I see the man my son could have been if someone had chosen to be kind to him at just the right time.”

I’ve bagged up all her stuff and at this point am super awkward and feel like I should say something but I don’t know what. Then she turns to me and says: I wish I could have bangs like that but my darn hair is just too curly.“ And leaves.

And that is the story of the best customer I’ve ever had. Be kind to somebody today.