once i get sexy im done with this funny shit no more jokes no more personality just sexy

i know the pain that you’re going through, it’s sad, isn’t it? to know that the ones who love us the most also hurt us the most. it’s fucking terrifying to open yourself back up to anyone— you’re so damaged to the point that the fear of yourself is more deadly than the fear of someone hurting you again. why? because you’ve been taught that you weren’t worth a thing. shared violence, anchored torture by tone of voice— you forget that you’re someone worth falling in love with. you forget that you get to be tender. you forget that you’re worth every shine from stars that you can’t see and it pains me to know that you’re always going to feel like this a little too much. like what if you say something wrong? fear. it always gets us when we least expect it, self-righteous in your ways to pacify and gratify— baby, where are you in all of this? your heart has been so broken, you are almost certain that you are unlovable. coming from someone who has been on both sides of the picture— the black, the blues, the blood, the bruises. i want you to know something. something real. something straight up. fuck the poetry. you are worth every fucking thing. you amount to so much. don’t you ever let anyone take that away from you, you hear me? your life is yours. and if they don’t love you right or enough, you have to be that person for yourself, okay? i fucking love you. ♡

— Margaret Atwood, from “Bodily Harm,”

— Pippi Longstocking. Dir. Clive A. Smith.  (via degasdad)

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from everywoman vol. 1 no. 13, january 1971

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Say it with me girls: hypersexual behavior won’t cure your depression

— Margaret Atwood, from “Bodily Harm,”

my friend said that whenever she has a bad feeling about her body/appearance, she asks herself “who profits off of this emotion?” and i really love how simple and incisive that is

convincing yourself that you’ll start loving yourself when you do X, achieve X, change X is unfair, and not love at all. you deserve your own full compassion and understanding right now, no matter your body, accomplishments, environment or circumstances

Today, I learned an important lesson from my therapist.

At the end of our hour, she told me that although I’ve been hurt and broken badly, she can see I still have parts that aren’t shattered.  I laughed lightly and I said “Yeah, one day that will be all of me, no parts shattered anymore”, And she said “No, it won’t.”

And, for a second, I felt my heart break - but she continued. “But it will be the most dominant part of you. Think of your body - if you break your shoulder, even after it heals it will be tender. It will be a sore spot. You will be careful with it. There will be a gentleness when you care for it. If you crack a rib, laughing will hurt and, even after there is no longer a fracture, you may laugh lighter just in case. You can heal, but it is okay to be aware of the parts of you that once hurt the most. The most important thing to know is that where there is tenderness, let there be gentleness.”

— Anaïs Nin, from Nearer the Moon: The Previously Unpublished Unexpurgated Diary, 1937-1939

Don't kill yourself, please.

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wowww this is a mood and a half