My latest upgrade in pill organizers, with hand for size comparison. Is it sad I get excited about this stuff?? #spoonie #chronicillness
This is honestly the best poster I have found in a while supporting breast cancer awareness. I am honestly so sick of seeing, “set the tatas free” and “save the boobies”. There is no reason in hell a life threatening, life ruining disease should be sexualized. “Don’t wear a bra day,” go fuck yourselves. You’re not saving a pair of tits, you’re saving the entire package: mind, body, and soul included. Women are not just a pair of breasts.
-You know you’ll be ok, but you still feel awful.
-You know people love you, but it doesn’t feel like they do.
-You know doing something will make you feel better, but you just don’t know how to.
-You want to be well, but you just can’t seem to get there.
SOMEONE SAID IT
I bought fold over combat style boots with plaid flannel lining and a cute graphic tee with floral print today. Totally gonna pair said shirt and shoes with an awesome boho skirt tomorrow for work because style.
I shake my metaphorical fist at my mother for telling me I looked like a gypsy and meaning it in a derogatory way when I was 17 and trying to figure out my style.