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shannonsophia:

A supermarket on the German-Danish border was stormed by a horde of naked shoppers on Saturday after offering $350 free groceries to the first hundred people willing to shop completely naked.

Customers had camped outside the new “Priss” supermarket in hopes of being among the lucky first hundred who had been promised a basket full of free groceries if they came in nude. Supermarket manager Nils Sterndorff was overwhelmed by the success of his gimmick; “I never thought a hundred people would come, I thought maybe more like ten,” he said.

Police, photographers and a bemused manager witnessed strange scenes at the supermarket opening, as people casually wandered between the aisles with their shopping lists in nothing but their birthday suits.

Read more and watch the video here. [via Shannon Sophia]

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Just not my face.

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They all weigh 150lbs
There is no ‘right’ body type. Weight looks different on different people, and it is ALL OKAY. Don’t compare yourself to other people’s bodies, learn to love the body you’re in NOW and what it can do NOW.

They all weigh 150lbs

There is no ‘right’ body type. Weight looks different on different people, and it is ALL OKAY. Don’t compare yourself to other people’s bodies, learn to love the body you’re in NOW and what it can do NOW.

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Can I submit this link so it's reblogged as a photo? I can't help but smile when I wear this :) It reminds me of my favourite person in the world.

Poem I wrote: If I Died

If I died

a year from tomorrow

would you care?

Would you remember

that girl who cried

when she heard of your pain?

What if I died tomorrow?

Would the still fresh memories

of me make you cry?

Make you find an empty

sorrow filling your body

with tears of regret,

a feeling

which I am oh so familiar with?

A year from now

will you remember who I am

or was?

I wonder whether it

was all worth it.

Were all my tears worth it?

Were the red stains that are my pain

and sorrow, painting my arms and heart

with unexplainable emotions

worth it?

Was it worth it

when I spent all those nights

folding my heart into little

origami roses,

hoping they would cheer you up?

I hope the answer’s yes.

That you will care

if I die in a year from tomorrow.

That you will remember

that girl who cried

when she heard of your pain.

That if I die tomorrow

the still fresh memories

or me will leave you crying.

Maybe you’ll find yourself

Empty, except for the

tears of regret, filling your heart.

I hope you do

when you remember me.

Because I know I would

and much more

if anything happened to you.

So please,

promise me you won’t

hurt yourself

because you mean

so much more to me

than you’ll ever imagine.

The scar on my back from the surgery I had on my spinal cord to remove an inch long tumor that had been growing there for years. This scar is probably my favorite part of my body <3

The scar on my back from the surgery I had on my spinal cord to remove an inch long tumor that had been growing there for years. This scar is probably my favorite part of my body <3

me and my boyfriend&#160;! 

me and my boyfriend !