i am all about the selfies


@beatasticband  asked for selfies from 4 years ago.
This was my Mad Men/Joan phase.  I really freaking miss that hair cut.  I went from long black to sheared off pink/orange/red.
So @beatasticband you were hairy and I was sheared.
I was also relatively slim because we were living off of the local food bank.  I was JUST about to come into a significant inheritance, (which my husband would end up stealing most of).  
When I got that money I could actually EAT for the first time in years and well….I didn’t stop eating and I’ve been paying for it ever since.

But anyway, here is your 4 year old selfie. :D  I miss the body I had then but I am in a much better place now.

I tag @mylittleredgirl


Post a selfie from 4 years ago

Sometimes the customer is wrong for unrelated reasons.

Due to the well of my friends’ “def not an axe murderer” date recommendations drying up, I have turned to that most sacred of modern relationship institutions: online dating. As a very busy person trying to get it in with other very busy people, I prize honestly and directness above all else when it comes to profile creation. I include full body shots in my photos, try to minimize the use of MySpace angles in selfies, and write at the very top of the summary/caption/profile that I am fat. Not “curvy,” not “thick,” not “lots to love”–I’m f*cking fat. I’m not ashamed of it, but I also known that weight is a dealbreaker for lots of people. I don’t want to waste anyone’s time.

About a year ago I met “Evan” via Tinder. We exchanged friendly messages for a few hours one night and agreed to meet up for drinks the following evening. I waited for a full hour past the designated time, and just as I was getting up to leave, the texts started rolling in.

“I can see you sweating from here.” “How long does it take you to roll out of bed every morning?” “Is there an earthquake or are you just getting up for more pretzels?”

Really idiotic, juvenile shit. Four separate numbers, commenting on things like my clothes, which clued me in that the senders were nearby. This went on for 15 minutes before I finally saw Evan, trying to hide in at a corner table and giggling with a group of buddies. I made eye contact, saw that he saw me, and then walked out. The texts kept up until I blocked the numbers a few hours later.

I ran into Evan about 3 weeks later. We got on the same elevator, and he tried really hard at being super interested in the emergency phone instructions. I just confronted him, and he admitted it was just some “game” that him and his friends play. He knew I was fat before agreeing to meet up; they all did, because that’s what they do. Match up with fat women, then either ghost them or “troll” them at the meet-up. It was also kinda obvious he’d never seen any consequences from this bullshit, as he was sweating pretty hard and looked more humiliated than I felt. I just said whatever and walked out, expecting to never see him again.

About a month ago, some local foodie wrote a great review of the restaurant I own, and we’ve been slammed ever since. In the past, I stayed mostly in the kitchen, but I’ve been doing more and more front-of-house stuff lately, and Valentine’s Day I was working a bit of a split between the two.

I saw Evan just as he was pushing in his date’s chair. My name isn’t on the restaurant, and he didn’t see me. I checked the section up at the hostess stand and saw that one of my favorite old-timers, Nan, was going to be his waitress. I went to the bar till, took out $400, put it in her hands, and said, “This is going to be your only table for the rest of the night. You are going to make this the worst date he has ever been on.”

She spilled every single thing she brought out to the table, all over him. I was waiting for him to blow up on Nan, but he bottled it up, obviously trying to make a good impression on his date. She seemed like a perfectly lovely lady; I told Nan to make sure everything was good for her and terrible for Evan.

She poured ice water on his d*ck. She smacked the back of his head with the edge of a tray. Spilled soup on his shirt. Dropped every fork he asked for. I personally oversalted his food, used the shit liquor for his drinks, used flour instead of sugar on his dessert. To be honest, I don’t know why he didn’t just walk out. He must have really wanted to f*ck this woman.

Finally, he cracked. Demanded Nan find the manager and bring her out. I was only too happy to emerge from the kitchen with my chef’s coat and say what, I’m not ashamed to admit, I’d been planning out all night.

“I would have said hi earlier, but I didn’t want the earthquake to disturb your dinner.”

I will savor the look on Evan’s face for the rest of my life.

He was a little too flummoxed to explain, so I pulled a chair up to the table and introduced myself to his date, Amanda. Told her how I met Evan. Showed her some fun old messages. Then I told gave her a voucher for a free meal on her next visit and told Evan to get the f*ck out and never come back.

He deleted his Tinder profile.


I have serious insecurities about my image which is why I never post selfies for years but I promised myself I’d be more confident about my body and my face this year uwu sorry to all those people who keep tagging me in those selfie thingies and I never answer to them. Hope it’s not too late ;;;

on a side note, hi I’m single and hella gay pls talk to mebecauseidontknowhowtodotheflirtingthingreesesinpieces

YOI night ft Jack, Bitty, and Parse

@jzimmsnhl- when your boyfriend cancels your date because its cartoon figure skater night.

@omgcheckplease - when your boyfriend logs on to his twitter for the first time to throw shade.

@jzimmsnhl - one day off this week and you choose the haus and anime

@omgcheckplease - let me live. #yoi2kforever

@realkvp - get with the times jack. Ice is gay. We’re all gay. #kitandisharingyoinight

@omgcheckplease - @jzimmsnhl why am i agreeing with parse here?

@jzimmsnhl - I’m bi

*40 mins later*

@omgcheckplease - *selfie with Jack* when your boyfriend gets with the programme and joins you for gay ice night.

@realkvp - about time. #iceisgay #idontmaketherules

@jzimmsnhl - I’m BI. *selfie of jack kissing bitty*


Paul Wesley says he got best birthday gift from Candice King (x)


When im feeling bad about my body or begin fixating on parts of myself that i dont like i.e my hip/back fat and the tops of my thighs, i look back and see how far i have came and how much better i am for all the work i put in

And i am maintaining my current weight consistently and am alot healthier for it.

I cant wait to see how much more of a difference i can make with another few months :D

They met up over winter break.

Kei’s trying his best to school a face of indifference but he can’t because Kuroo’s here and Kuroo’s standing right next to me and Kuroo’s taking a selfie with me and Kuroo and Kuroo and

I apologize for the delay! I started this about two weeks ago, but then I suddenly got really, really into needle knitting and neglected to work on it (I am currently donning my freshly knit teal garter-stitch scarf I named Orange. I am content and currently in the middle of a cream-coloured mistake-stitch scarf (◡‿◡✿)). 

I drew this in celebration of my city finally getting some epic snowfall. I’m so excited for the holidays!

I used FireAlpaca to make this! Thank you to the anon who recommended this software to me ( ˘ ³˘)♥, I quite like it.

Thank you reading and uh, looking at my drawing teehee


@b00kstorebabe tagged me to do the top 8 selfies (/pictures of me bc they’re better than the selfies I have) of 2016!!
Feat. My bookshelves, the New York public library, MoMA (and my favourite painting!), the Boston public library, and Iceland 💕
I am tagging all of my lovely followers bc you all have glorious faces (but I’m also specifically tagging @loquaciouslyliterate @kat-from-minasmorgul @tilly-and-her-books @books-and-cookies @bookavid @octoberreads and @writerreaderdreamer) ❤️

  • jin: i am a model now, y'alls
  • yoongi: taking selfies in the kitchen does not make you a model
  • jin:
  • bts:
  • jin: //buries yoongi six feet under//
  • jin: as i was saying before i got interrupted, i am a model now.

Today on why the BMI scale is pointless
So I’m officially weight restored y'all - I’ve maintained above my target weight since December and am officially overweight according to the BMI charts!! That caused me a ton of stress at first, and especially when I realized I weigh more than most of my guy friends. How about that ingrained misogyny, thinking it’s shameful for a woman to take up more space than a man?
Well, I’ve realized that I don’t really give a fuck anymore about my weight. I can do cool shit with my body like run three miles without stopping or haul tree limbs for 7 hours or hold a shoulder stand for five minutes. If it requires me to be “overweight” to do those things, so be it. Fuck anyone who says otherwise.


🦄 About Me 🦄

I’m a witch, a daughter, and a new mother. I am married and in love with a wonderful woman.
By day, I change diapers and clean up spit up. By night I research and practice witchcraft while my baby sleeps in the next room.
I dabble in all areas of witchcraft. I am always open to hearing what others believe in and what their traditions are.

It’s been pointed out to me that it’s hard to tell which of my photos are original so I went through and added (original post) to each one.
I love posting original pictures on Tumblr and getting feedback. I really like being apart of a Cyber community of witches.

I love my life and who I am but life can be hard. Witchcraft has always brought me through my toughest times. Thanks for being there Tumblr.

Happy posting. 😘

“See you in 600 years!” - the Ryder twins last selfie on Earth. 

With all the N7 day hype, i wanted to draw a quick concept art for my Ryder twins - Sun and Moon. 

Sun, the female half of the twins, is quick-witted, military trained, ready for anything. She is excited about the mission, and can’t wait to leave. Moon, on the other hand, is a science nerd, and he’s quiet and doesn’t like changes, so he’s only going because she is going. 

I am sssoo excited!!!! i can’t wait to find out more about ME:A.

I think the fact that so many of you are stalking blogs to find shit and say shit like “the dresser in the background of you March 2015 8:06 AM selfie has a Diet Coke on it. I thought you said you were against diet culture you fake bitch” is very disconcerting.

I think maintaining and/or following hate/gossip blogs is very disconcerting.

I think actively trying to pit people against each other is disconcerting.

There’s a difference between addressing an issue that’s truly wrong and targeting women to make you feel better about yourself.

I think you all should take a nap and then read one book.

I failed talking wif @golzy at the Comic Fiesta.

I was to nervous to talk her and i was a smiling fool in front of her and the worst of all is that i have a horrible, awkward selfie wif her. Ugh!! I wish i can talk wif u more… at least it was fun and crowded but hey who am i to judge, right? It’s my first convention after all…

So that’s all that i wanted to say. Sry, if i made big fuss about this but yeah… bye…

I am actually okay with how I look right now as I know my face will become more feminine and my hair will grow much longer. Even though I don’t consider myself too beautiful, I guess I do look feminine by now so I won’t suffer from dysphoria much more, except in school where everyone knows about me. Also, I think that some cis people think being trans is about looking as beautiful as possible, which is not the fact. Being trans is not about posting selfies to make someone think you’re beautiful. In fact, it’s all about how the person feels. If they need appreciation, that’s alright. If they want to be perceived feminine, let them make pictures of themselves… I feel like many cis people consider this an exhibition thing, which it isn’t. A lot of lgbt people suffer from dysphoria and just want to feel valid. By now, I have learned that I should not care about the opinion of any person I don’t know who thinks I am “not a real girl” or “just a guy” or anything.
Like, all I want to say is that being trans is such a personal thing and it’s not all about looking good but about feeling so.