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5 vegan tips

1. Do your research
Research and expand your knowledge on veganism! Find out about vegan youtubers, local vegan restaurants around you, recipes, articles and so much more! Before going on a road trip this fall, I was researching on all the fast food restaurants to find out what vegan options they offered. And let me tell u, this was VERY useful! Once I gained my knowledge on what is not vegan and what is, I got a general idea of what I can eat. So now when people offer me things that aren’t vegan, I don’t have to read the ingredients like a maniac, I just kindly reject. Also finding a vegan community online can be very helpful and supportive!


2. Try new vegan recipes
I challenge you to try at least 1 new vegan recipe every week. This will help you get a feel of what food you like, and make it easier for u to cook. I suggest even getting a cook book. For ex. Forks over knifes. This book gave me great food ideas and sometimes I switch up recipes to make them my own.


3. Stock up on fruits and veggies
This is so you always have something on hand. This will prevent you from running to the store constantly. Normally I go to the store once a week and get all the basics: fruits, veggies, almond milk, and 1 frozen dinner. Normally I buy big boxes of rice and pasta 1 a month and then I use my fruits and veggies to make meals out of them, I use the almond milk for random things, and I get the frozen dinner for when I have that lazy weekday. Sometimes I get tofu but it all depends. My grocery list is pretty cheap and far from expensive. Always having fruits and veggies on hand with make it easier to whip up a meal real quick.


4. Make sure you’re getting your calories in
As a healthy vegan, you have to make sure you are getting enough calories in that your body needs. Being vegan it is easy to under eat, especially if you’re new to this lifestyle. At first you’re so used to the mind set of eating smaller portions, because animal products are heavy, and very calorie dense. But on a vegan diet things tend to be lighter, and less calorie dense. So after saying this, make sure to eat eat eat those fruits and veggies, and don’t shy away from bigger portions.


5. Be happy
Try to be happy despite all the animal abuse that continues on. Be happy because you are truly making a difference! You are helping the environment, animal, and your body!

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As we all know here in America the school lunches are a heaping load of shit and quite a joke to be honest. The portions they give us are never enough, it all tastes like they fished it out of a dumpster, and some of it has even been found to have mold on it so yeah I’m pretty convinced it actually was found in a dumpster.

There are limited options on what we are able to get and those options are even more limited when there is something we are unable to eat. I myself cannot eat fructose nor drink milk which is the default drink for school lunches here. One of my friends is a vegetarian and is constantly upset about the lack of options. The school doesn’t serve any vegan food to my knowledge aside from salad. Basically if any student has a need for something else besides what the school serves on a daily basis then they’re pretty much screwed.

I have decided it’s about fucking time we do something about this shit. I myself have decided to start protesting these crappy school lunches by bringing in my own lunches. Other people in my school have already started eating at the hospital across the street and some drive to restaurants and fast food places down the street.

Basically school lunch is shit. Don’t eat it. Don’t give the school your money at all. Bring in your own lunches or buy lunch somewhere else if you can. Spread this around. This shit really needs to change.

I’ve included some examples of some of my own and my friends gross school lunches under the cut. I was unfortunately unable to get any pictures of the sour milk my friends keep finding because I keep hearing about it after the fact of it happening. If I get more pictures I’ll definitely add them.

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Dean Winchester Goes On A Date With A Vegan (AO3)

Summary: Vegans are evil.

“Sam, why the fuck do you need to go to a vegan supermarket?” Dean asks, as he follows his brother along the street.

“First of all, Dean, it’s not a supermarket, it’s a cafe that has a mini supermarket inside of it. And second of all, vegan food is extremely healthy for you Dean. Not like cheeseburgers which gives you diabetes.”

Dean huffs. “Yeah, but I’d rather live off that then frickin’ carrots for the rest of my life.”

Sam just rolls his eyes before pushing through the door to a place called The Greener Side. Now, it’s Dean’s turn to roll his eyes.

“C’mon, Sammy,” Dean says, as he follows Sam through the mini aisles of the mini supermarket, “you know all vegans are evil.”

“Is that so?” comes a deep, gravelly voice from behind him. Dean swivels around to see a young man and - holy shit, he’s fucking attractive. The man, with ridiculously blue eyes and hair that looks like someone’s been running their hands through it, is holding a few boxes of things and that’s when Dean realises he must work here. ‘Work here’ probably equals vegan.

“Well,” Dean says, letting his eyes run up and down the man’s body before flashing his best smile, “maybe not all of them.”

The man cocks his head to the side, a large grin on his face. “And what makes you say that?” he says, just as he squats down to put some of the boxes on the lower shelves and - fuck, those dark jeans just hug his ass perfectly, leaving nothing to the imagination. Dean nearly starts to salivate.

“You know what? How about I take you out on a date and you prove it to me.” Dean says, as the man stands back up again, clearly aware of what he’s doing to Dean. He snorts.

“I don’t think I’m the one who needs to prove himself.”

Dean scowls. Is he worth it? Dean’s gaze sweeps up and down the guy. Yep, it is definitely worth it.

“Okay, how about this? I’ll go vegan for a day and then I get to take you on a date.”

The guy just snorts again and Dean can hear Sam chuckling lightly behind him. “How about a week?”

“A week!” Dean’s starting to rethink whether the guy is really worth it. And then the guy reaches up to place the last of the boxes on the top shelf and as he does, his shirt rides up giving Dean a few of sharp hipbones and dark hair trailing down into his jeans. Fucking hell.

“Fine.” Dean nearly growls. But the man just gives him a sweet, innocent smile.

“The name’s Castiel. And you can meet me at Sullie’s around the corner at nine on Sunday for breakfast. Your week officially starts now. And if you cheat then the date is cancelled.”

It’s not like Castiel would be able to tell. Actually, maybe he would be able to, considering the death glare he’s receiving at the moment.

“Okay, here I’ll give you my number.” Dean says, fishing his phone out of his pocket.

“No, how about I get your friend’s number here because I at least trust him to keep an eye on you.” Castiel says, stepping passed Dean to where Sam is standing with a few things cradled in his arm.

“Sure thing. And I’m his brother.” Sam says, giving Dean the most annoying grin ever.

“Even better.” Castiel says, as he types in Sam’s number. “Well, I guess I’ll leave you to it then. I’ll see you on Sunday…hopefully.” Castiel says, winking before turning and walking away. 

When they finally make it back to the car, Dean just sighs a lies back in his seat with his eyes closed. He’s going to die before the end of the week.

Suddenly, Dean hears a phone chime and Sam laughs from where he’s sitting beside Dean.


“Nothing. Castiel just wishes you good luck.” Dean groans. He’s actually going to die, whether it’s by sexual frustration or death by salad, Dean knows that he is going to die.

Dean is nearly dead. He’s literally had the worst week of his entire life. If Castiel makes him eat another freaking salad he might actually have a meltdown.

So when he sees Castiel looking all annoyingly gorgeous, as he sits at a table in the middle of the cafe, Dean can’t help but just glare at him.

Castiel laughs. “Looks like someone had a good week.”

“I swear, if you make me eat one more piece of kale, I will leave this cafe.” Castiel just laughs again, his eyes crinkling at the sides and Dean finds that it’s a little infectious.

“This place is half vegan, half non-vegan so go ahead.” Castiel says, pushing a menu in front of Dean. Dean nearly starts salivating at the thought of having anything that isn’t a vegetable.

A waitress comes over and takes Castiel’s order as Dean decides whether he should get a side of bacon or a side of sausage. Bacon. Sausage. Definitely bacon.

When Dean finishes his order he looks up to see Castiel smirking over a glass of water. “What’re you looking so smug about?” Dean quips.

“Nothing. I just can’t believe you did that for a whole week.” Castiel says, sipping at his water.

“Well, yes I did. And I did not cheat. Even ask Sammy.” And as sad as that is, it’s true. Dean didn’t even cheat. He just forced Sammy’s stupid green smoothie down his throat and tried not to think about. All because of this blue eyed beauty. “You know, you’re gonna have to make it up to me.”

“Really? And how would I do that?” Castiel responds, his tongue darting out to lick his lips. Oh, so that’s how they’re gonna play. Fine, Dean can do that.

“Well, I do hear that vegans have better sex.” Dean says, and Castiel tips his head back and laughs and to be honest, Dean really likes the sound of that. He also really likes knowing that he’s the one who made Castiel laugh.

“Oh, you’re gonna have to take me on a few more dates before I show you the wonders of my world.”

Dean grins. “I guess we’ll see.”

After the…horny start to the date, Dean actually got to know a lot about Castiel and he’s really glad he took the chance because besides the guy being ridiculously hot, he’s also funny in his quirky, little way, smart and…well, adorable. The way his nose scrunches and his eyes crinkle at the sides and Dean loves seeing him smile and hearing him laugh and - god, he’s turning into a giant sap. Must be from all that salad.

Finally, their breakfast comes and when his plate is placed down in front of him, he stares at it for a whole three seconds, admiring it’s beauty before he actually thinks about eating it.

Movement from Castiel’s end makes Dean glance up to see what hippie green mush he’s got on his plate. Dean’s jaw drops.

“What the fuck is that?” He can see that Castiel is trying to hold back a laugh.

“It’s a pancake.” And no, it’s not just a pancake - it’s the biggest fucking pancake Dean’s ever seen, drizzled in a mountain of chocolate sauce with a dollop of ice cream and strawberries on top. What the fuck?

“Wait, are you even vegan?” Castiel finally stops restraining himself and laughs loud.

“Yes, of course I am, you idiot. But not all vegans are salad eating junkies.” And then he’s off again laughing so much that he’s drawing attention from other people around them. “You - I can’t believe you ate salad and green smoothies for a whole week! I couldn’t even do that!”

Dean literally does not know what to say. He could’ve been eating fucking pancakes all week? He thinks for a while and then something clicks.

“Wait did you tell Sam to feed me like a rabbit all week? Is that what he was always laughing about?” Castiel’s still coming down from his high so he just nods jerkily as tears start to pour out from his eyes. Dean scowls. It’s not that funny.

“Your face. That was good. Ah, that was so good. And yes, I did tell him that.” Castiel breathes out, wiping a stray tear from his face just before he tucks into his stupid, plump pancake.

“What do you even eat then?”

“Bread…cereal…strawberries…but only when they’re in season and…pancakes.” Castiel says, in between each bite of food. Oh. Dean didn’t really think about that. He didn’t even think about freaking bread.

“You’re lucky I like you or else I’d be hightailing right out of here and leaving you with the bill.” Dean mumbles as he stabs at his bacon. Castiel grins from across the table.

“Oh, so you like me now.” Castiel says, batting his eyelashes.

“Shut up and eat your fatass pancake.” Dean grumbles, making Castiel laugh again.

Suddenly Castiel leans over the table and kisses him right on the lips and despite all the pain and suffering he has been through the last week, Dean smiles into it because Castiel’s lips are soft and taste like actual chocolate sauce and yeah, if this is what the kisses are like then the rest must be pretty damn good.

Castiel finally pulls away, smiling as he goes back to tucking into his pancake, with a surprisingly small blush across his cheeks. Oh yeah, Dean thinks, the smiles and laughs are pretty good too.

And to be honest, if he gets to see the guy again then a week of vegetables would’ve been worth it. Not that he would ever do it again under any circumstances - no, thank you. And while his knowledge of vegans may be lacking at least he was right about one thing.

Vegans are evil. 

like the capitalist system is not organized the way it is so you can afford a vegan lifestyle??? most vegans are middle to upper class maybe bc veganism requires lots of knowledge money and time if youre willing to keep a balanced healthy diet like its literally for privileged people ¿¿ and vegans’ primary tactic is always to induce guilt on people who cant afford veganism like how fucking shitty do u have to be to do that honestly get lost man

Quote from Elie Wiesel, a Romanian-born Jewish-American professor and political activist. Author of 57 books, including Night, a work based on his experiences as a prisoner in the Auschwitz, Buna, and Buchenwald concentration camps.

I’ve had a fucked up relationship with food my whole life. Since you’re not my therapist, I won’t bore you by unpacking that particular heap of emotional baggage. But if you follow me on instastories or Snapchat then you’ve probably noticed that healthy eating has cropped up a lot over the past few months.

One of my lovely local students asked me why (heyyy Sarah) & I said it’s because there’s very little space for fat positive and body positive folks to speak about healthy eating without walking down a knife blade of body negativity.

Quite frankly, the healthy eating world tends to be EXTREMELY body negative, even though many of us fatpos & bodypos people work towards/live healthy lifestyles. These days, I’m determining what healthy eating REALLY means to me, without the trappings of body negativity. Yes, I’ve been a big fan of juicing and meatless meals for ages, but I’m incorporating some new techniques into my lifestyle.

I did @kathrynbudig’s five day #aimtrue purification from her newest book, so my head’s in the right place. My play cousin @koyawebb periodically drops golden vegan knowledge on me, and she helped me find a protein powder (@sunwarriortribe) that doesn’t make me want to vom.

I have long since been inspired by @cbquality’s plant life Snapchat inspiration, @amyippoliti is my paleo touch point, & obsessively stalking @bigbottombehavior got me on the “drink half your body weight in h2o” train which is SO MUCH BETTER FOR MY COLON than 8/8oz glasses of h2o but also SO MUCH HARDER TO DO.

But let’s be real- I’m just glad I live in a country where clean water is plentiful so I can actually refill my water bottle that many damn times without fear of something bad happening. And I’m also glad that I can afford to financially prioritize healthy eating- no matter what people say, it is SO MUCH HARDER to eat healthy when you’re on a strict af budget. And yeah, I know I’ll probably fall off the wagon at some point. But I’m not focused on that, I’m just gonna stay in the moment and drink my fucking juice.

Btw, This bra was a gift from Olga Intimates- thanks y'all. #fearlesslyflirty (at Durham, North Carolina)

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“Woe is me!  I have to associate with a disabled classmate who’s an…an…omnivore!  And worse yet: despite my clearly superior vegan knowledge, she won’t take my unsolicited advice!  Help me ‘splain at her!”

Personally, I feel kind of sorry for the classmate who has to put up with this person.  (And bonus MaryLily thinking that she gets to speak for everyone with cœliac sprue.)