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R.I.P. The 2976 American people that lost their lives on 9/11 and R.I.P. the 48,644 Afghan and 1,690,903 Iraqi and 35000 Pakistani people that paid the ultimate price for a crime they did not commit

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  Me (about every cute girl ever)

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1. Your body is in flux for the rest of your life. Think of your body as fluid instead of static — it’s always going to change. So get comfortable with those changes.

2. No one will love you or not love you because of your body. You are lovable because you’re you, not because your body looks a certain way.

3. The most intensely personal relationship you’ll ever have is with your body. It’s a lifelong relationship that’s well worth investing in and nurturing the same way you would with loved ones.

4. You don’t owe your body to anyone. Not sexually, not aesthetically. Your body is yours. Period.

5. What someone else says about your body says more about them than it does about you. Look past the actual snark to the person who’s saying it, because it’s only a reflection of what they think of themselves. That’s when you’ll see how little power their words have.

6. Your body is not a reflection of your character. It’s a physical home for the complex and wondrous and unique being that is you.

7. Take up as much space as you want. You don’t have to be small, or quiet, or docile, regardless of your physical size.

8. Everything you need to accept your body is already inside you. There’s no book, or diet, or workout routine or external affirmation that you need to feel good about your body right now.

9. Your body is a priority. It’s always trying to tell you things. Taking the time to listen to is of the utmost importance.

10. Wear whatever you want. Your body shape does not dictate your personal style, and fashion rules that say otherwise are wrong. Dress yourself in a way that makes you feel happy and confident and beautiful, because guess what? You are.

  Ami Angelowicz and Winona Dimeo-Ediger  (via fragolle)

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It baffles me at how tight my chest feels after I go back to my hometown once a week. Perhaps it is because my parents feel somewhat disconnected to it that I am increasingly feeling a sense of anxiety every time I come back home. Sometimes it’s nothing and other times it’s so tangible. I always feel like I need to run away from it or from something there and perhaps it’s because of the miserable things it reminds me of. Or because when I’ve got back recently I’ve been reminded of how these things used to exist before I even noticed them. That angers me because I grew up there and have some of the best memories of my childhood there. It is where I met my best friends, where I grew. It’s a beautiful place, but I have this need to escape it all the time, and I wonder if I didn’t leave it in the first place would I still feel this way at all.