There are a shitload of people who want to commit suicide on tumblr.
I actually forgot: I hate summer.
Sometimes, loving your body is not an option. Sometimes, the best we can do is accept our bodies as the changeable, beautiful, frustrating vessels they are. That’s OK. Expecting yourself to have a full-on love affair with your body at all times is asking too much. Bodies are occasionally annoying. What we can do is know them, and decide for ourselves when they feel good, and when they feel less good, and what we might do to make them feel better again. Even if we can’t love our bodies, we can make sure we don’t hate them.
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I find, in being black, a thing of beauty: a joy; a strength; a secret cup of gladness.
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