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girlnextdiorwearschanel:

I love this. It’s such a great comedic way to get a serious and useful message across. I love it. Fight eating disorders.

FUCKING LOVE THIS OMG

this is one of my favorite things ever. this is the right way to use comedy in relation to an eating disorder and probably the ONLY way to do it appropriately. bravo to the joy project.

you people are IDIOTS. STOP. SEXUALIZING. EATING DISORDERS. this is not funny. this not comedy. 

i’m sorry but i think you’re missing the point of this campaign. the purpose wasn’t to make fun of the disorder or to offend it in any way. it was simply making a statement against eating disorders. i, for one, who has suffered from an eating disorder for years now- don’t think this is in anyway offensive.

how could you not reblog this

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tanned-and-blonde:

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my babys

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“We were lying on his bed watching TV. A normal Monday afternoon. We were killing time between class and a meeting I had to go to at 7. 

At 6:30 I notice the time, and decide that, yeah, 30 minutes is long enough. I roll over on top of him and whisper “Wanna make out?” with a tiny smile on my face. He smiles but pushes me away. His normal routine. When I act rejected on the corner of his bed, his arms wrap around me. “What’s wrong?” he asks innocently. 

Without another word his hands move from around my waist up to my breasts. It’s still silent as he massages my nipples and begins to suck on my neck. Finally, I can’t keep quiet but exhale sharply and gasp as I pull him closer to me.

Our lips lock and both of us are breathing heavier as our hips begin grinding against each other. My hands move down to his crotch. As expected, he’s hard and ready. He mimics me and sticks his hands in my panties, rubbing my already soaking clit. I let out a soft moan and pull him against me, then try to take his pants off. 

In a flash, he’s on top of me. We kiss and then lock eyes as he’s pushing deeper and deeper inside me. I writhe around his twin bed trying to stay quiet, but I can’t help but let out gasps and moans. We can hear his apartment mates make some noise just outside the door. It sounds like people are gathered for dinner. 

The sound of people just outside the door pushes me closer to the edge. Both of us are trying so hard to stay quiet but he’s in just the right spot and it sounds as if he’s getting close as well. His thrusts turn slower but harder, each one deeper than the last. I whimper, “please.. harder” as I feel myself get closer and closer. 

I feel it. I begin to come and start shaking. As this is happening, he stops, completely. He laughs at me and whispers right into my ear, “I love you so fucking much,” and once again starts thrusting hard and fast. What I thought was an orgasm before was nothing compared to this earth shattering experience. I melted. He melted. 

I glanced over at the clock. 7:05. I sadly pushed him off of me and reached for my pants. The tiny bit of friction from zipping my jeans left me panting again, my clit still throbbing from the biggest orgasm I’ve ever experienced.”

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dyslexcya:

im in love holy

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lnkerstetter:

I miss this show.

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