Let’s “cuddle” and when I say cuddle I mean aggressively make out and grab me everywhere.
I didn’t say a name. I didn’t have to. You thought of him anyway, your “him.” His name, his face, something he said to you. That “him” is who you love. You know it, maybe he knows it. Maybe your mom or your best friend knows you love him. But does he?
You want to run up and kiss him every time…
US Olympian finds stray puppies in SochiHe actually RESCUED those four stray puppies and is trying to get permission to bring them back to the US.
This is for every and any person who has made the mistake of equating his/her self-worth with the number on the scale. :)
Stove Top Popcorn (by I bake he shoots)
me in a couple months to every guy ive ever met!
Hell yeah fucking right same here
I want this moment
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This is amazing. Simple, and amazing. Instead of talking about all of the things you hate about your body, think of the things your body has done for you, what your body has been through and survived; after all, where would you be without your body? ;)
In addition to thinking of the things your body has gone through, think of ways in which it can improve, or challenge yourself to repeat certain events (i.e. in the picture she has her legs labeled as “ran 12km,” why not see if you could do that again or go even further?) Try out the positive side of the spectrum. Sometimes it is near impossible to be positive, but try.
I always think this if I’m feeling down on my body! Like, sometimes I’ll think ‘my legs are so much bigger than hers’ or whatnot, and then think hey! These legs can cycle well over 100km and can kick down doors! That’s pretty cool.