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I could have never been a professional model. I could never care this much about my weight, skin, and body hair all of the time.

"I offer you peace. I offer you love. I offer you friendship. I see your beauty. I hear your need. I feel your feelings."

- Mahatma Gandhi (via purplebuddhaproject)

princemotorcycle:

i used to think that saying “i love you” was this sacred thing and that saying it too much to too many people would make it lose meaning but now i think the exact opposite. i love every person i meet and every person i see, they’re all just different kinds of love and they manifest in different ways.

Anonymous said: How did you know that you were asexual? What does being asexual mean to you?

Oh hi, anon. This is a question I have not gotten in awhile.

I’m not sure how exactly I knew I was asexual, I just always knew to an extent. I knew I didn’t have an interest before I ever found the term. I figured one day I’d become sexual when I was in my teens but it never happened and I began to realize that maybe I was just different. Slowly I was learning just how not like me everyone else was. Finally, one day when I was 18 I ran across the term and my curiosity led me to reading about it and as soon as I read the definition, everything just made sense finally.

To me, it simply means I do not experience sexual attraction and I don’t experience sexual desire either.

It’s so weird. There’s a show premiering on History Channel tonight about the brewery that’s literally a 5 minute walk from my apartment. 

earendil-was-a-mariner:

My milkshakes bring them all and in the darkness bind them. 

forties-fifties-sixties-love:

Three teenage girls drinking bottles of soda, 1956 

forties-fifties-sixties-love:

Three teenage girls drinking bottles of soda, 1956 

shorm:

If you think that representation doesn’t matter, that’s probably because you’re already represented.