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Reblogging this because HEY LOOK A BUNCH OF WOMEN HAVE DIFFERENT HIPS and we don’t have the same anatomy every time HOW BOUT DAT SHIT
Beautiful how we’re all made of the same part, yet we’re all different.
Square hips represents woot
I love this. So many different shapes of beautiful.
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If you find this post running through your dash, please take a moment to pray for me. This feels like drowning.
Thank you.
Just discovered this Facebook note I wrote over two years ago. The memories rush back like the strongest of floods.
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Anything I put before my God is an idol.
Anything I want with all my heart is an idol.
Anything I can’t stop thinking of is an idol.
Anything that I give all my love is an idol.
[Jimmy Needham, Clear the Stage]
A Swedish toy retailer is arming children with the ability to question outdated gender role, says Sarah Ditum.
She says their catalogue “is full of advertising designed to confound every gender prejudice. Behold: a girl … with a Nerf gun! A boy … holding a doll! A girl … in a blue T-shirt! Eat it, patriarchy.”
Photographs: viewer.zmags.com
ha I feel like a lame-o, I was looking at the photos for a minute or two and kept wondering what they were supposed to be about. don’t see what this has to do with patriarchy per se, but eh.
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Unka Glen (via starsfallonafternoon)
what joy it has been to walk in this direction.
man the things i’d do to get another sip of this shit
wahdeiuwhfowghe]
I MISS IT SO MUCH
Baby come back
You can blame it all on me
I MISS SPRITE REMIX
THAT WAS MY SHIT
I’m so emotional right now.
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Donald Miller, Blue Like Jazz
(Source: hislivingpoetry)
John Green
“There is a sense in which the human soul has caved in on itself and is now held captive by a fixation with its own states and conditions and concerns. The soul has become parasitic on itself, feeding on its needs and cravings by excessive introspection and elaborate attempts to elevate its sense of self-worth. Your soul was never meant for this. You were designed for something better. You were built for the contemplation of something infinitely more complex, something incomparably more fascinating than your own “self.” You were created for the joyful contemplation of God.”
-Sam Storms
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WHO IS SHE I ALREADY LOVE HER PLEASE SOMEBODY TELL ME
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This is a meal plan of what i ate to lose 50lbs :)
My hard truth for the day is this: the articulation of grace to a believer is, in truth, a very tough thing. To see that someone you love is where...
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how i met your mother rules
I honestly do live by the Nothing Good Ever Happens after 2AM rule.
There isn’t a word for walking out of the grocery store
with a gallon jug of milk in a plastic sack
that should...
Thank you, Hampshire.
this is great and should be everywhere
It’s almost that time for me to start packing my bags for a couple of days in Granada and Cordoba, Spain, as well as 5...