Fucking hell I hate stuff like this. Real men like all different types of women, larger women, smaller women, taller women, shorter women. To shame slimmer girls and suggest that men won’t be attracted to them because they’re thin is fucking atrocious. Actually, to say that about any size is outrageous.
Arrrgh what is with all the skinny shaming that’s going around tumblr lately, more so than what it usually does!
Pisses me off. Real men are attracted to personality, not the shape of our bodies. I just want to fucking slap every one that says this.
A man didn’t make this I’m sure. Girls need to be confident in themselves and stop shaming other girls for their body shape, whatever it may be.
More to the point, what’s the difference between a man and a real man?
THIS!! So fed up of all the “only these physical attributes are attractive” bullshit. If men didn’t love woman in all their different shapes and sizes there would be far fewer cats in shelters!
I really need to post here more!
Although will start that another time as tonight Tom is home :)
So, it’s almost time to say goodbye to 2011 and hello to 2012.
I’m not making any resolutions, there isn’t really much point to me. There are things I want to do, but that’s it.
I’m not sure how I feel about 2011. It started pretty rubbish, got amazingly better, then went downhill again. I nearly didn’t get to see 2012, so at least I can be thankful that I’m here.
I’m not sure why we all think a new year will magically change everything, but I guess things can’t get much worse. Or at least that’s what I hope!
My hopes for 2012 are simple really, nothing fancy. Just to be happy and healthy, to find my place in life and to see in 2013.
I know already that it is going to be a tough year but I can get through it.
Overall things are good. I have a house, a job, Tiggy and most importantly Tom.
Roll on 2012 with a new car, Centre Parcs, Olympics and whatever else is in store.
So, after one hell of a year, I can honestly say I’m looking forward to 2012. I have lots to look forward to. Tom and I are going on holiday the same week as our anniversary, I will turn 21, I’m going to watch the Olympics (gymnastics in specific!) and I should be getting a car again in the New Year. Hopefully it will be a good year as this one has ended so rubbish, but nevermind eh.
My accident has slowed me down and given me time to appreciate the things I have and the things I have yet to achieve. It’s given me the oppurtunity to think about what I want, what I want from my life and what I want to do with it.
Although right now I’m perfectly happy sat here with Tiggy on my knee and a cuppa in my hand, waiting for Tom to finish work so I can hear his voice :)
As if this week wasn’t shit enough already…
Lying here wide awake feeling completely inadaquate while being used as a pillow by the cat. Great.
I really don’t post here much!
Things are a bit rubbish but I’m sure things will get better :)
I have Tom after all, so it’s all good.
I’m starting to realise how long it is since I picked up my camera, I think I need to find a bit of inspiration somewhere to pick it up again. Maybe a bit of time off with be no bad thing in some ways. But I know I’m going to get bored quickly, especially while Tom is at work. Now, just need ideas for photo’s!
So, it almost feels like I’m keeping a secret, even though I’m not. And the only reasoning for this feeling that I can think of is that I can’t talk to Tom about the thing that is troubling me, because we barely see each other at the moment. Let alone spend enough quality time together that we can talk about stuff like this. It’s something I’m finding very difficult right now, which I guess is why I’m still awake at 3am when I need to get up for work at 7am. Who knew being with a chef could be so hard at times. Yet, dispite the crazily long hours, I still live him more than he could ever know :)
Having a cuddle with little man before work :)