Never ever try to smack talk to Anderson Cooper on twitter because he wins every freaking time
at what point did celebrities become tourist attractions instead of people
The thing is: when someone calls you too skinny, that hurts. It’s inappropriate, hurtful, and makes you self conscious. But at the end of the day, you pick up a magazine, you turn on the TV, you go on the internet on a gossip site - what do you see? Women who look like you. Women who have a body that recalls yours, women who are considered the standards of beauty to which all must follow to be considered beautiful. You go to a store, and odds are you can find clothes that are in your size. Odds are you don’t have go to stores dedicated to people your size, clothes that might not be as cute and are definitively more expensive.
When you’re fat, not only does it hurt, but society just confirms it day after day. You flip on TV, you read a magazine, and there are no women in your size. Nobody with a body like yours, nobody modeling clothes or being called gorgeous. You go to a store, and you can’t find clothes that fit you - and even if you do find things in larger sizes, they still don’t LOOK right, don’t fit right, cause they were designed for thinner girls in mind, and making these clothes in larger sizes doesn’t mean it’s going to look good on your body. You’re told you’re ugly by a piece of shit and basically the world you live in says back, well, yeah, that’s true.
That’s the difference. No, people making comments about your body are ALWAYS unwelcome and gross, but a thin person and fat person still live in the same society that caters and upholds thinness as a standard of beauty. That doesn’t change, and that’s why it’s not the same.
— On why skinnyshaming isn’t the same as fatshaming (via madame-mayor
Sometimes I have difficulty of differentiating between Karlie Kloss and Taylor Swift
I gotta put my cat through college is a revised quote from Miss Bianca del Rio.
Yes, I do have a ghost story to tell! Gather around children and I shall thee the time I got scared.
I have two stories
- You know how people say never to mess with Oujia boards. It’s true. You do not fuck with them. When I was a kid, I visited one of friends. She had an Oujia board in her closet with her other game boards. I didn’t know at the time that you were not supposed to play them. All I remembered was at the time Parker Brothers had these commercials on tv telling kids that it’s okay to play with the boards. Lies, I tell you! My friend took the board out of her closet. I don’t know if she was doing it or a ghost actually contacted us, but I was scared. Apparently the board said it was my great grandmother trying to contact me and she had a message. I got creeped out and I ran out of the room. Ever since then I refuse to play with Oujia boards. Then I started to hear all these weird stories involving the board.
- Second story involves with the famous LaLaurie manison in New Orleans. Don’t fully believe the shit American Horror Story told everyone. The LaLaurie mansion is one of the most haunted houses in America. They had some fucked up shit going on in that house. I used to take nightly walks through the French Quarter with my parents for some leisurely exercise. We saw an abandoned mansion looking all deprecated from the gates and instantly I recognized it was the LaLaurie. I heard about the stories and I had shivers going down my spine. I told my parents that we should leave immediately. As we were walking back home, on the other side of the street, some woman was walking her dog and going into the same direction as us. For 10 blocks or so, her dog kept barking at us and no one else. It was freaky as hell. My parents and I noticed this. I think the dog was trying to tell us something or trying to say hey there’s some weird shit about to happen to you. Apparently dogs can see ghosts.