Everyone keeps getting all frenzied
that I spend so much time alone now.
They constantly keep checking in with the “are you okays” like I’ve gone mad.
Why is it such a weird concept that I can enjoy my own company?
I spent so many years brainwashed into the belief
you physically need someone to appreciate your surroundings
but that isn’t true.
I love being outside having conversations with just the stars about my hopes and dreams
or hiking through trails with nothing more than a sketch book to pass the time
sometimes I like reveling by a cool summer night fire to spill my thoughts to worn down lines in my journal.
I finally learned to love me
and put myself first
but people are so quick to think that’s insane.
It’s not.
I just finally feel comfortable in my skin.
I am ready to make memories that’ll die with me some day.
I’m not crazy
if anything
this is the sanest I’ve ever been…

- Whitney

13 Envelopes

pairing: reader x lin
summary: After graduating from UCLA, you would find any way to escape having to go back home. Lucky for you, your Aunt Jasmine Cephas Jones had organized a way for you to have the adventure you’d never gotten to have before. You’re ready to take her up on the offer.
warnings: rpf (naturally), mentions of teen pregnancy
a/n: thank you all for liking part i! we’re starting to go places now and this is Slightly Longer (by slightly i mean about 2k words longer).
(previous part)
tagged: @defenestrate-yourself-please

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How to talk to your daughter about her body, step one: Don’t talk to your daughter about her body, except to teach her how it works.

Don’t say anything if she’s lost weight. Don’t say anything if she’s gained weight.

If you think your daughter’s body looks amazing, don’t say that. Here are some things you can say instead:

“You look so healthy!” is a great one.

Or how about, “You’re looking so strong.”

“I can see how happy you are – you’re glowing.”

Better yet, compliment her on something that has nothing to do with her body.

Don’t comment on other women’s bodies either. Nope. Not a single comment, not a nice one or a mean one.

Teach her about kindness towards others, but also kindness towards yourself.

Don’t you dare talk about how much you hate your body in front of your daughter, or talk about your new diet. In fact, don’t go on a diet in front of your daughter. Buy healthy food. Cook healthy meals. But don’t say, “I’m not eating carbs right now.” Your daughter should never think that carbs are evil, because shame over what you eat only leads to shame about yourself.

Encourage your daughter to run because it makes her feel less stressed. Encourage your daughter to climb mountains because there is nowhere better to explore your spirituality than the peak of the universe. Encourage your daughter to surf, or rock climb, or mountain bike because it scares her and that’s a good thing sometimes.

Help your daughter love soccer or rowing or hockey because sports make her a better leader and a more confident woman. Explain that no matter how old you get, you’ll never stop needing good teamwork. Never make her play a sport she isn’t absolutely in love with.

Prove to your daughter that women don’t need men to move their furniture.

Teach your daughter how to cook kale.

Teach your daughter how to bake chocolate cake made with six sticks of butter.

Pass on your own mom’s recipe for Christmas morning coffee cake. Pass on your love of being outside.

Maybe you and your daughter both have thick thighs or wide ribcages. It’s easy to hate these non-size zero body parts. Don’t. Tell your daughter that with her legs she can run a marathon if she wants to, and her ribcage is nothing but a carrying case for strong lungs. She can scream and she can sing and she can lift up the world, if she wants.

Remind your daughter that the best thing she can do with her body is to use it to mobilize her beautiful soul.

—  Sarah Koppelkam

antis (ex-larries, hets, whatever you call yourself nowadays): ha, deluded larries, Louis’s been in Coachella all along with his friends and his girlfriend (and ex-gf, just to be sure) and his exceptional manager, while Harry is enjoying his successful solo life in NYC, your ship is so #DEAD