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Just when life seems to be moving at a speed you can keep up with it hits you with something you can’t. Still there are happy moments, things that make us smile or remind us of a happy memory. Life is messy. So we are messy too. And that’s okay

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This is my Roman Empire! They are my Roman Empire ❤️😭

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There’s no comment. Just this photo of the biggest green flag ever. Thats the post

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This is for the girls

This is for the girls,

The girls who always feel like they aren’t enough. The girls who have cried over something a man said. The girls who have suffered the consequences of our society.

The girls who have been called out on their imperfections. The girls who are insecure. The girls who have been told their boobs are too big or too small. The girls with small waists who get told to “eat something”. To the girls with big thighs or fat tummy’s who have been told to “exercise”.

To the girls who have felt pressured to fit in with todays unrealistic standards, not just in our appearances but way of life too.

To the girls who have had their education interrupted because they were ‘distracting the boys’

We are pulled left and right, up and down. We beat ourselves up over things we can’t control. Yet all this effort,all this sweat and all these tears and still we don’t feel perfect, we don’t feel pretty and we don’t feel good enough.

We’re too tall, or too short. Too fat or too skinny. Too flat or too big. We wear too much makeup or not enough.

When we scream the lyrics of our favourite songs we’re crazy, obsessed and cringy but when men scream and yell about a sports game it’s just them being passionate.

When we dress up with our friends and for our movie dates, it’s embarrassing or we’re trying too hard. Yet when men dress up for football games they’re being team players.

When we like sport it’s only because we like to watch all the ‘hot’ men but nobody criticises the men for watching the cheerleaders dance in their tiny uniforms.

We are expected to look nice and pretty but don’t show off any skin or you’re asking for it, and don’t wear fancy clothes or you’re bragging, and definitely don’t look too nice or you’ll threaten other girls.

We did not ask to be catcalled.

We did not ask to be touched without consent.

We did not ask to be raped.

We did not ask to be treated like objects or possessions.

We did not ask to be called bitches.

We did not ask to be seen as less, just because of our gender.

We did not ask to be put into these boxes in this fucked up world.

…but here we are.

Crying over shitty boys. Wearing shorts under our skirts and dresses, constantly fighting to be treated equally, wishing away our beautiful bodies.

We are forced by society to waste the time we’ve been given.

We grew up hearing our teachers ask for ‘strong boys’ to move the chairs. We watched men cry when a woman beat them at games or sport, as if it made them weak. Our parents friends complimenting our beauty and not our brains. Hearing grownups talk about dieting and losing weight. We watched celebrities starve themselves for red carpets and look perfect on the screen. We read about who wore it better in our silly little magazines.

Woman fought for our right to vote and drive, read and write. It kills me to say some woman still don’t even have that. There are woman forced to hide away from the horrors in this world. Woman who live in constant fear. Woman who cannot even be educated. And woman who are forced into marriages they don’t want to be in.

For centuries we’ve fought and still we do not have enough. Still we compare ourselves to one another, starve our bodies, cry over hurtful words, and we blame ourselves for men’s mistakes.

This is for the girls…The girls who need a reminder.

You are enough.

Trying your best is enough. Even if it’s not the best.

Do not compare yourself to other people, you won’t ever be like them because you are not them. And that’s perfect.

Don’t change yourself to suit other people’s agendas.

We all feel ugly sometimes, you are not alone.

Love yourself! You are the only person who you’re stuck with forever, so love yourself completely.

You are smart.

You are capable of achieving anything you set your mind to, if you put in the work to achieve it.

Build yourself up, don’t break yourself down. Other people do enough of that for you already.

You deserve love.

Speak up for what you believe in when nobody else will

You deserve to breathe and feel everything at its full capacity.

Tell that girl she looks cute or that you like her sweater, she needs to hear it just as much as you do.

This was for the girls…..

~ A poem by Taylor Lee

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am i the only one who thinks that this whole "conrad begging jere to let him be with belly" thing is super immature and toxic? conrad did it because, as he said, belly didn't want to hurt jere. what about conrad himself? did he think it was okay to come home after not talking to jere, leaving him alone to take care of their mom, medical bills, insurance, and other stuff, and just casually telling him how much he loved belly? didn't he see jere hurting? why, just why was he so selfish? i couldn't stand him in that scene honestly. and then when jere told belly about this situation, i thought she would be mad at conrad, because he lied to her about jere being fine, happy, and seeing other people, and he forced jere to "give a blessing". but belly was all like oH wHY diDnT YoU tELl mE I wOuldVe FoUghT fOR uS. oh really? if she knew conrad didn't give a shit about his brother's feelings, if she knew jere was NOT over her, he was not happy nor dating others, she would've taken it as a sign of conrad's love? really? where? it only proves that jere was the real one, because he wanted belly and conrad to be happy, and had to sacrifice his feelings. and the next day after that belly&conrad beach conversation she's like "you know what, jere, i actually want you now". excuse me??? my boy deserves better than that

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1989 taylor's version, out October 27th.

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Can we all agree that no matter what team your on, what Belly is doing to jere and Connie’s relationship is terrible. And I’m convinced if you didn’t feel sorry for Conrad when he left the Motel you have no heart. Or when she rejected Jere at the beginning of the season.

Team anti-belly because she is the problem.

I’m team Jeremiah but I think we can all agree

Belly is toxic, and needs to focus on herself before she gets into a relationship. She can be self centered and needs to work through her own issues. It would be better if she found a partner that wasn’t related to the fishers lol.

Conrad can be distant and sometimes even rude. Despite that he really cares about belly and is a good guy, although he has rough patches he would put effort into a relationship and deserves way better than belly.

Jeremiah can be short tempered, and needs to learn it’s okay, to not be okay. He deserves better than being led on and being the second choice. He also deserves much more than belly can offer

Thanks for coming to my ted talk.

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In favour of the new season of tsitp,

Team Jeremiah or team Conrad?????

(I’m team Jeremiah)

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Men in suits>>>>>

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A small appreciation post for my ‘they’re just like me characters.’

Lorelai Gilmore

Robin Buckley

Richie Tozier

Steve Harrington

Nick Nelson

Harry Potter

Phoebe Buffay

Violet Markey

Peter Parker

Eddie Munson

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Men say woman are difficult to please…

But all I want is someone.

Someone who will smile and laugh with me.

Someone who will dance with me to Taylor Swift.

Someone who will bring me ‘just because’ flowers.

Is that too much to ask? A simple someone…

Someone who will read with me

Someone who’ll be silly with me,

Someone who will simply lie with me and hold me.

I just want someone who looks at me the way jack looks at rose, or Chandler looks at Monica. I want someone to sing about me the way Ed Sheeran does. I want to dance like violet and finch do in the field beside their car.

I want someone to love me the way I love them.

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A small drawing I did the other day.

Any tips on how to improve?

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“He was Prince Charming and I was a damsel in distress, we were perfect…..But I wasn’t his princess.”