aw shit get it wednesday
HA! I almost forgot to reblog this today
Every Wednesday from now on.
Its wednesday yo
Recently, your mother and I were searching for an answer on Google. Halfway through entering the question, Google returned a list of the most popular searches in the world. Perched at the top of the list was “How to keep him interested.”
It startled me. I scanned several of the countless articles about how to be sexy and sexual, when to bring him a beer versus a sandwich, and the ways to make him feel smart and superior.
And I got angry.
Little One, it is not, has never been, and never will be your job to “keep him interested.”
Little One, your only task is to know deeply in your soul—in that unshakeable place that isn’t rattled by rejection and loss and ego—that you are worthy of interest. (If you can remember that everyone else is worthy of interest also, the battle of your life will be mostly won. But that is a letter for another day.)
If you can trust your worth in this way, you will be attractive in the most important sense of the word: you will attract a boy who is both capable of interest and who wants to spend his one life investing all of his interest in you.
Little One, I want to tell you about the boy who doesn’t need to be keptinterested, because he knows you are interesting:
I don’t care if he puts his elbows on the dinner table—as long as he puts his eyes on the way your nose scrunches when you smile. And then can’t stop looking.
I don’t care if he can’t play a bit of golf with me—as long as he can play with the children you give him and revel in all the glorious and frustrating ways they are just like you.
I don’t care if he doesn’t follow his wallet—as long as he follows his heart and it always leads him back to you.
I don’t care if he is strong—as long as he gives you the space to exercise the strength that is in your heart.
I couldn’t care less how he votes—as long as he wakes up every morning and daily elects you to a place of honor in your home and a place of reverence in his heart.
I don’t care about the color of his skin—as long as he paints the canvas of your lives with brushstrokes of patience, and sacrifice, and vulnerability, and tenderness.
I don’t care if he was raised in this religion or that religion or no religion—as long as he was raised to value the sacred and to know every moment of life, and every moment of life with you, is deeply sacred.
In the end, Little One, if you stumble across a man like that and he and I have nothing else in common, we will have the most important thing in common:
Because in the end, Little One, the only thing you should have to do to “keep him interested” is to be you.
Your eternally interested guy,
Happy International Women’s Day
Same outfit, approximately 6 months apart. I may not love what I look like now, actually there is a lot I wish I could change, but I know I have made the right decision in choosing recovery. The day I took the picture on the left, I water loaded myself to weigh ten pounds heavier. I had woken up at 3:30 in the morning to exercise like crazy until my parents got up to monitor my weight and make sure I ate every ounce of my breakfast. The picture on the right was taken a few days ago. I didn’t mean to put on this outfit to take a before and after picture, but the minute I put the shorts on I remembered this picture. I cannot believe the difference. I do not even know the girl that was on the left. Yes, I may have been skinny, but I was days away from killing myself. Literally days. Today, I actually want to live my life and have a future. Today, I may be uncomfortable with my body, but I am learning how to accept that. #transformationtuesday #beforeandafter #weightrestored
Holy fucking crap! I think this - by far - is my favorite recovery before/after. The change and her testimonial are amazing.
Yay you ♡
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It’s not about skinny, it’s about healthy.
Fitness blog 👙💪
Some girls count calories, and then there’s me. I just had my second breakfast 😁 Now I’m off to school and then gym time! I love this life!
Sometimes I drink too much vodka or eat 3 servings of macaroni and cheese in one sitting, but by far the most unhealthy habit I have is comparing myself to others.
This is one of my favorite things I’ve ever read on tumblr
A Variation For Almost Every Day Of The Month
- Back Squat
- Front Squat
- Goblet Squat
- Prisoner Squat
- Regular Squat
- Split Squat
- Squat Jump
- Uneven Squat
- Monkey Squat
After almost two weeks of being sick and I’m finally back at it 😊 #marathontraining #day1
Eggs inside an avocado are perfect together. Just scoop out about 2 TB of avo meat and drop the egg inside, yolk first. Bake at 425F for about 15 min and life will be amazing.