BECAUSE being a hot fat girl is a lot of work and is undervalued or unrecognized.
Because a fat girl still has to pay more money for uglier clothes or spend 11 hours at the thrift store to find anything hot to wear.
Because if you take the elevator people think you’re lazy but if you’re on the treadmill people laugh.
Because men like John Goodman and Bernie Mac get to have careers on television but most sitcom moms of three still have size-two waists.
Because even feminist magazines publish fat-phobic articles under the guise of it being a “health issue.”
Because anti-capitalist activists still use expressions like “fat capitalist pig.”
Because girls are dieting at the age of nine.
Because side effects of the most popular diet drugs are seizures, heart failure, fecal urgency, breast cancer, lung disease, insomnia, nausea and vomiting, dangerously high blood pressure, abnormal heartbeat, psychosis, strokes, hallucinations and sudden death.
Because the Cooper Institute’s ongoing study of 30,000 people has found that those who are fittest live the longest, no matter what they weigh.
Because the doctor who said that there were 30,000 “obesity-related” deaths each year received over $2 million in research funding from Jenny Craig and Weight Watchers.
Because that study prompted the FDA to approve Phen-Phen and Redux.
Because fat hatred is a money-making industry.
Because fat people who exercise live longer than thin people who don’t.
Because if you lose weight ’cause you’re sick people tell you how great you look.
Because hatred is so ingrained in every single one of us, especially inside the heart of even the hottest fat girl.
Because even the most progressive people don’t talk or write about it.
Because I am tired of being ignored, invisible, de-sexualized and told that I have such a pretty face.
Because it’s not fat that kills, it’s fear of fat.**
For all that and more I am a part of the HOT FAT GIRL REVOLUTION! —
Zoe Whittall (via monicalewinsky1996)
…or was. Over the last month or so all these great horror movies came out.
The three that got me the most were “Sinister” (Ethan Hawke climbs up the ladder to the attic in the middle of the night to watch movies with dead children; “oh god,Ethan Hawke…why don’t you stay in that classroom with Robin Williams???” THAT movie was pure childhood horror and some scuurrry shit!), “The Possession” and “Paranormal Activity 4”. (Even though everyone is sooo nitpicky aboubt PA4, I liked it way better than the third and the Katie scene still kinda haunt me. Imagine Katie standing quietly in the corner waiting for the right time to kill you…)
I had exactly the same doll….creepy ass clown. It terrified the crap out of me and my parents wouldn’t let me throw it away, because it was a gift.
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Work sucked, people suck… I’m surrounded by fucktards!
I want a person to be there for me when I break down after being strong for so long, hug me tightly, look me in the eyes and tell me ” I know how much you’ve been through, now come here and just let it all out.”
(Source: elserwhere, via clongetch)
I’m surrounded by fucktards!
“I remember thinking, the world would be better off without me.”
All my friends where home for spring break.
So hanging out with them and spending every minute of my spare time with them once again makes me realise how much my co-workers suck as a person…
annoying bunch of fucktards!
(Source: demure-bliss, via 10knotes)
I’m sooooo frustrated right now…workwise that is. I feel like I’m not going anywhere, I feel like I’m underrated and I don’t feel welcome in my team. Everyone is wearing a mask and no one can be trusted. that’s what I always have to keep in mind:”they’re not friends, they’re co-workers!” otherwise all the drama, all the emotional stress would have gotten me down months ago. I hate going to work, every morning I wish for an accident or something else to safe me from that place.
I don’t know how much longer I can or want to take all that shit. But since I dropped out of school I don’t want to let down my family again. But at the same time I feel like I should start studying again. ughh…someone just shoot me…
(For more reasons to keep living, click here.)