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mercedesbenzodiazepine:

I hate when you’re like “fuck it’s so hot” and someone’s like “well why don’t you take your jacket off?” Like bitch no…this is my outfit

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retrogasm:

This has to be too good to be true…

retrogasm:

This has to be too good to be true…

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stunningpicture:

Took my dad to see if his first car was still where he left it when its engine seized — 40 years ago. It was.

stunningpicture:

Took my dad to see if his first car was still where he left it when its engine seized — 40 years ago. It was.

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visitheworld:

Bryce Canyon National Park, Utah / USA (by i8seattle).

visitheworld:

Bryce Canyon National Park, Utah / USA (by i8seattle).

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René Magritte, Le regard intérieur, 1949

René Magritte, Le regard intérieur, 1949

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Comparing yourself to others is an act of violence against your authentic self.

- Iyanla Vanzant (via grillfriend)

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stophatingyourbody:

#RP @iam_fabulous555 : Not my problem #stophatingyourbody #SHYB

stophatingyourbody:

#RP @iam_fabulous555 : Not my problem #stophatingyourbody #SHYB

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I just wanted to come here and tell you, first and foremost, that reading your blog has completely changed my viewpoint on my condition. After seeing all of the beautiful men and women showing off their spots and scars, I have realized that I don't have to hide my legs anymore. I used to only have psoriasis on my legs, and have had it for years and years without finding any solution to keep my outbreaks under control. About a week ago, my ENTIRE body broke out. But I'm not ashamed anymore :)

:)) this makes me so happy!! even though i don’t do as much on the blog anymore, it helps me too. i still have moments of shame and days when i wear long sleeves, but… that’s ok too. learning to be ok with yourself is a process! <3

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Once you’ve accepted your flaws, no one can use them against you.

- Tyrion (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

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iammisssnowflake:

A snap taken of some psoriasis on my elbow. 
Today is a good day.

this is like what mine is lately too!! summmerr

iammisssnowflake:

A snap taken of some psoriasis on my elbow. 

Today is a good day.

this is like what mine is lately too!! summmerr

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Lately/this summer/for the first time, I’ve just been saying FUCK IT and wearing shorter skirts and short sleeves and tank tops out in public.

And it’s been awesome!!

Not that there aren’t days when I have bouts of feeling shitty about myself and about my skin and need to cover up. Just that it’s worth it when I push myself outside of that comfort zone. It is so easy to just crack and wear jeans and longer sleeves and pretend you’re not DYING under there, but is it really worth it? Is it really fair to yourself?? Or are you just trying to make other people feeling more comfortable around you because some part of yourself is disgusted by your own body and feels ugly and less-than and doesn’t want anyone else to have to experience it either?

Today I was feeling bad about myself and my skin (so easy to do!) but I still put on a skirt and pumped myself up a little bit and mostly just forgot about it and stopped caring and it felt GREAT — the sun on my skin, the grass on my skin, the wind on my skin. Lately I’ve been having moments of realizing that it just doesn’t matter, my body is mine and my own and really all I have, it is the only vessel I will ever possess, and it is just as worthy of respect and comfort, just as deserving to wear shorts as anyone else’s body.

Sometimes it’s easier to be uncovered around strangers as opposed to people you know/coworkers/acquaintances. Weird how that goes! Maybe because I care less about the opinions of strangers than the opinions of people whose respect I feel I need to earn.

I’ve seen a couple strangers with psoriasis out in public lately and that makes me so happy! I always have the urge to strike up a conversation, but I never do. Enough for me to see them and know that both of us are temporarily existing in the same place doing our respective things.

Thoughts about psoriasis!

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