This is my favorite thing on the internet.
Fake Pockets: A How To
you guys, this just happened in the parking garage at my university…
You live in a pixar movie??
Just reblogging for the Cheeri Owls.
WAKE UP POTTER
WE’RE GOING TO THE ZOO
This is one of the best responses to men against abortion ever
So, erm.. This happened..
Esteban? more like EsteDAMN
I bet his name isn’t the only thing long about him
reblogging for the comment
that’s why the sorting hat never even considered putting him in ravenclaw
This is a picture of me and my two gorgeous best friends. Clearly, we all have very different body types, and you know what? None of us is healthier, prettier or happier than the others because of it.
That’s me on the left. I’m short, super petite, and have about as much muscle mass as a blob of gelatin. Despite being naturally thin, I have always been far from in shape. Not even a month ago, running two minutes at a time was a struggle—now I can run without stopping for more than a half hour.
Felicia, in the center, is probably the most active girl I know. The opposite of me, she’s one of those people that can build muscle just by looking in the direction of a dumbbell. She loves running like I do, and we’ve discussed running a 5k. She’s a big yoga enthusiast and has tried all sorts of different forms that I can’t pronounce, and she’s found free community yoga classes for us to attend together. Also, she has abs of steel, seriously. She’s helping me with my ab workouts. She’s also recently lost over 60 lbs through her active lifestyle and healthy diet.
That’s my friend Maddy on the right. She’s curvy and feminine, but she’s a beast in the gym. Strength training is her thing. She could probably bench press two of me. Not only is she incredibly strong, she’s insanely flexible and an avid pole dancer. We’re taking classes together even though she can spin circles around me on that damn pole, and look gorgeous while she does it.
My friends inspire me so much, and remind me that diversity is lovely. You don’t have to be skinny to be beautiful and confident, nor do you have to look like girls in Nike ads to be strong and fit. You don’t need to weigh a certain number, fit into a certain size, or have a certain appearance to be confident, healthy, or happy. I think that my friends prove that to me.
I’ll never be long and willowy like a supermodel, or well-built like all those fitspo girls. I’ll never look like either of my friends, and they’ll never look like me. And that’s ok, because fitness is about being the best you can be, not comparing yourself to others.
Embrace what you have, and help others embrace what they have. Fitness is funner with friends. Get them involved. Take a class, go for a walk, make a healthy dinner together. You’ll always have support and a fun activity to bond over.
this is one of the best things i’ve read on tumblr. Friends come in all different shapes, colors and sizes. May your friendships be everlasting
I just can’t NOT reblog this. Everyone should read it.
This was absolutely amazing, well worth the time to read, wow. Beautiful.
WHY DO I ALWAYS LAUGH SO DAMN HARD AT HIS STUPID SIMPLE AMAZING BLUNT RESPONSES???
Sleeping Baby Avengers.
I just… I can’t even…
And baby Clint is holding baby Natasha’s hair.
And baby Tony has a taped-on mustache.
And baby Coulson moved from his spot to sleep next to baby Steve and he has a Cap doll!
And baby Thor just cracks me up for some reason
and Little Loki covering his ears
BABYVENGERS I HAVE FOUND YOU AGAIN AT LAST