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tsulala: via: creativesomething
Brower-shopping cute dresses and wishing Stacy & Clinton would take away all my clothes and buy me a whole new wardrobe.
~material girl~
I love Hermione so much.
Missing: 13-year-old Darcie Hudson (OH) http://bit.ly/w0pFbi
The East Cleveland Police Department is asking for the public’s help in finding a missing teen girl.
Darcie P. Hudson, 13, was last seen at Heritage Middle School on Terrace Road Thursday. Police say Darcie’s father picks her up every day from school, and that he became concerned when she did not come out of the school Thursday.
Darcie is described as being 5’2”, 115 lbs., with black hair and brown eyes. She was last seen wearing a brown, puffy jacket with wool sleeves, pink hoodie and her school uniform which consists of a white shirt, black pants and black boots.
According to the ECPD, the missing persons report is not being handled as a runaway case, as Darcie has no prior history of doing so. In addition, her father told police he wasn’t aware of anything that would prompt her to stay away from home.
The FBI is also investigating the case due to the duration of her disappearance.
Anyone with information on Darcie Hudson’s whereabouts is asked to call the East Cleveland Police Department at (216) 451-1234 or (216) 681-2368.
In my adult life my weight has fluctuated within a fifteen pound range (only ten when healthy, but I dropped down lower once when I was sick), but no matter where I weigh in that range, one thing stays true: my ribs, upper chest, and shoulders stay very thin. At my highest weight, when my pants are getting tighter because my hips/butt/thighs are expanding a bit and I can notice a gain in my upper arms and breasts, you can still see my ribs and my collarbones still stand out. It’s just how I’m built. End of story.
I was just remembering how at my sister’s wedding, I saw my aunt for the first time in ages. I was wearing a pretty dress that I thought made my shoulders (one of my favorite parts of my body) look lovely, and the first thing she said to me was how thin I was and was I anorexic. I was so astonished; but I’ve learned to pretend to be good at conversation and also to completely hide my feelings, so I just laughed it off and said, “Oh, I eat a ton, I guess I just try to be healthy? Hahaha” while fuming inside.
There’s no real point to this, just thinking about how rude comments like that are. While I eat my macaroni and cheese over here. With my collarbones. How dare I.
Oh gosh I forgot how much I loved these.
Am accepting the fact that I’m just going to put way too much salt on my food today. Like, that is just a thing that is going to happen.
[tw: rape culture]
This is what my pepper spray looks like. For the record, I didn’t buy it for myself, my parents got it for me. As I was walking out of Wal Mart tonight, without it, it donned on me on how fucked up it is. Not only the fact that I need the weapon itself, but it’s color.
It’s like, we’re trying to make rape culture cutesy. Same goes for pink tazers. Pink handguns. We’re trying to make these weapons adorable in order to distract ourselves from the reason we carry them: to prevent ourselves from attackers.
Not only that, but the pink is geared toward women (or people who identify as women). There isn’t any blue, masculine mace. Why? Because men aren’t the ones who carry it around. How fucking terrible is that? “Here you go, you cute little girls, here’s a pink weapon to protect yourself from potential rapists and/or murderers.” It’s furthering the idea that rape and violence towards women is acceptable. It’s saying because our ways of protecting ourselves are cute and stylish, we’re harmless. Weapons should never make a fashion statement.
HOW TO: open a new text post and type letters a-z into the tags and take your favorite tag it suggests and post it out of context. this only works if you use tags as obsessive conversational add-ons like me, and if your computer saves the tags you’ve used before. WHAT YOU COME UP WITH SHOULD BE SOME SORT OF REFLECTION OF YOUR CHARACTER. ENJOY.
Under a cut!
WHAT WAIT somehow I missed this!
When the Lights Go Out || 5ive
My god I remember this song.
The question is, do you remember:
WHEN THE LIGHTS
GO OUT
I GO
TO SLEEP
(Source: allthings-s-e-x-u-a-l)