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About: My name is Alison.

I'm not very good with words until I write them down.

I post about health, veganism, animal rights, feminism, equality, the environment, outdoorsy things, music, and fitness.

Oh, and Dave Matthews.

GTFO, THINSPO. If you post that shit, do not follow me.

It's nice to meet you! :)

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wedowithfeeling:

kissedmequiteinsane:

crisscolferish:

moveslikeriker:

heyklainey:

DARREN YOU ARE NAKED

MY GOD

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knowapower:

erosum:

Feminist Frequency on race and casting for The Hunger Games

Happens with male roles as well, one of the many reasons I hate the media.

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whoneedsfeminism:

I need feminism because I live in Sweden, one of the leading countries when it comes to gender equality, when all countries should be leading when it comes to gender equality.

Sweeeeden.

Dancing around to Countdown in my underwear never fails to make me feel better about everything. I AM BEYONCE

stophatingyourbody:

So this is me, smiling at my body. Smiling about my life and my existence. Now I can look in the mirror or in the reflection of a webcam and not want to burst into tears. Now I can feel comfortable and confident in my own skin. Now I feel the freedom of accepting and embracing my body.

For a long time, I was a prisoner of the hatred I had for my own body. I was so ashamed of it because I didn’t think it was proportional or thin enough. I wanted to cut parts of it off, hide it in loose clothing, and starve myself until it went away. I tried to explain to people how sad I was about being trapped inside a body that I felt so much anger and disconnect towards. No one understood or wanted to listen because they saw what I see now.
At the worst of my self-loathing, I was 118 pounds and still unsatisfied. My boyfriend and best friend at the time kept asking, “When are you going to be happy? When will you think you’re small enough?” I look back at pictures of myself during that time and it boggles my mind that I thought anything was wrong with me.
When I came to college, I was exposed to women who were in love with their bodies. This was honestly something I had never been exposed to before. All of my friends at home always wanted to go on crazy diets and work out excessively to achieve a particular body type. And then I saw these women who did and didn’t have that “particular body type” exclaiming their love for their bodies. It was so uplifting! I was also exposed to the idea that society uses these superficial concepts to distract us from more important things. And I felt so ridiculous. I felt so silly that I had been obsessing over my appearance when there is so much out there to care about.
The most freeing realization was that even if I were chubby, heavy, overweight—whatever, it had no impact on the kind of person I was or whether or not the people in my life loved me. JK Rowling said, “Is ‘fat’ really the worst thing a human being can be? Is ‘fat’ worse than ‘vindictive’, ‘jealous’, ‘shallow’, ‘vain’, ‘boring’ or ‘cruel’? Not to me.” Now I love and admire all types of bodies; small, tall, petite, thin, curvy, pear-shaped, chubby, fat, hourglass—alla it!. I can’t discriminate anymore because I just see so much beauty in everyone. And for the first time in a long time I see that beauty in myself!
I’d be lying if I said I didn’t still struggle with my image. I have days where I feel unattractive or when I get nervous about someone else seeing or touching my body. But being confident and happy are pieces of the person I want to be, so I am freed. I AM LIBERATED. I LOVE MY BODY! And I hope you do, too. <3Grace
BE BRAVE! JOIN THE BODY PEACE REVOLUTION!


My best friend is the perfect human being. YOU GO GRACE! <3

stophatingyourbody:

So this is me, smiling at my body. Smiling about my life and my existence. Now I can look in the mirror or in the reflection of a webcam and not want to burst into tears. Now I can feel comfortable and confident in my own skin. Now I feel the freedom of accepting and embracing my body.

For a long time, I was a prisoner of the hatred I had for my own body. I was so ashamed of it because I didn’t think it was proportional or thin enough. I wanted to cut parts of it off, hide it in loose clothing, and starve myself until it went away. I tried to explain to people how sad I was about being trapped inside a body that I felt so much anger and disconnect towards. No one understood or wanted to listen because they saw what I see now.

At the worst of my self-loathing, I was 118 pounds and still unsatisfied. My boyfriend and best friend at the time kept asking, “When are you going to be happy? When will you think you’re small enough?” I look back at pictures of myself during that time and it boggles my mind that I thought anything was wrong with me.

When I came to college, I was exposed to women who were in love with their bodies. This was honestly something I had never been exposed to before. All of my friends at home always wanted to go on crazy diets and work out excessively to achieve a particular body type. And then I saw these women who did and didn’t have that “particular body type” exclaiming their love for their bodies. It was so uplifting! I was also exposed to the idea that society uses these superficial concepts to distract us from more important things. And I felt so ridiculous. I felt so silly that I had been obsessing over my appearance when there is so much out there to care about.

The most freeing realization was that even if I were chubby, heavy, overweight—whatever, it had no impact on the kind of person I was or whether or not the people in my life loved me. JK Rowling said, “Is ‘fat’ really the worst thing a human being can be? Is ‘fat’ worse than ‘vindictive’, ‘jealous’, ‘shallow’, ‘vain’, ‘boring’ or ‘cruel’? Not to me.” Now I love and admire all types of bodies; small, tall, petite, thin, curvy, pear-shaped, chubby, fat, hourglass—alla it!. I can’t discriminate anymore because I just see so much beauty in everyone. And for the first time in a long time I see that beauty in myself!

I’d be lying if I said I didn’t still struggle with my image. I have days where I feel unattractive or when I get nervous about someone else seeing or touching my body. But being confident and happy are pieces of the person I want to be, so I am freed. I AM LIBERATED. I LOVE MY BODY! And I hope you do, too. <3Grace

BE BRAVE! JOIN THE BODY PEACE REVOLUTION!

My best friend is the perfect human being. YOU GO GRACE! <3

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Today.

Today.

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radicalxstitch:

Today we made a revolutionary raspberry garden bed. Happy International Women’s Day xx

radicalxstitch:

Today we made a revolutionary raspberry garden bed. Happy International Women’s Day xx

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thisissara:

The Art of Surviving, 2nd Annual Sexual Assault Survivor Art Show.  

Friday, April, 6th, 2012 at the Community School for Music and Arts. 

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