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Day 88.


Day 86.

You know when you have one of those days where you hate how you look and have a selfie blog? Well.. Yeah.


Women sit in a modern chic boutique in Casablanca, 1971.Photograph by Thomas J. Abercrombie, National Geographic Creative


everything is illuminated (by Gabbyyyg)

(via brutalgeneration)

“ It’s not my responsibility to be beautiful. I am not alive for that purpose. My existence is not to fulfill yours about how desirable you may find me. ”

—    Warsan Shire (via bonvivantx)

(via theultimatefitspo)


Day 69.

“ Oh my God, what if you wake up some day, and you’re 65, or 75, and you never got your memoir or novel written; or you didn’t go swimming in warm pools and oceans all those years because your thighs were jiggly and you had a nice big comfortable tummy; or you were just so strung out on perfectionism and people-pleasing that you forgot to have a big juicy creative life, of imagination and radical silliness and staring off into space like when you were a kid? It’s going to break your heart. Don’t let this happen. ”

—    Anne Lamott (via jerfreyy)

(via sappydonut)

(Source: mercurymelina, via deakyuniverse)