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A BOB FLOYD regency au? Are you kidding me, this is literally everything I have ever dreamed of.

“That poor girl, last year she was the diamond of the season, poised to marry The Island’s most eligible bachelor and now look where she is- back on the marriage mart and grieving her fiancée.”

Y/n “Fawn” St. Vincent had been through more pain in the last year than she could bear, suddenly being thrust back into the spotlight and being forced to find another successful match after nearly being married off to a man she barely knew. She grieved his passing, he was kind to her but it was not love; it couldn’t be. She’d only ever had eyes for someone else, a nobleman who was more recluse than society darling, her childhood best friend Robert Floyd. Can she convince him that being alone isn’t what he deserves and that if he could open his heart she could be the love match his heart secretly desires?

Coming soon 😍

@sailor-aviator I’m so excited to join your regency universe!

Fuck celebrities, bitch oatmeal raisin cookies should be canceled. Pretending to be chocolate when really you’re just a shriveled up grape with crumbly surroundings. Nasty.

How’s about we tell everybody ‘Bob’ stands for something? I got it. ‘Baby on board’.

Top Gun Memes 2/? ― TOP GUN: MAVERICK (2022)

(I mean it won't fix everything but it might fix something)

🚨Urgent Donations Needed for Brother who is severely mentally ill and moderately cognitively delayed. He is homeless after being violently tossed out by landlord. It feels like -14 Celsius tonight🚨

Hi everyone. I’m writing this currently bawling my eyes out. We don’t know where to turn anymore. On approx Nov. 27th, 2024, my brother was violently and forcibly removed from the room he was renting. The landlord said he was wanting to move family in without serving any eviction papers. When my brother started asking questions, the landlord grabbed him by the sweater and tossed him out.

We don’t know what to do because you can only get first and last months rent every 12 months from disability and he used it five months ago to move into the place he’s in and he only currently gets $240 monthly for street allowance. Currently, my mom and I can’t let him stay with either of us because we both live in apartments that are rent geared to income and you can’t have anyone who’s name is not stipulated on the lease. We let him stay under the radar as much as we can as a guest. He also has severe schizophrenia and yells, lashes out when under distress. He functions at a grade 10 level and he’s 30, so it is tough for him.

We are currently in need of money for daily living expenses for him, first and last months rent and some basic things when he moves in. I’m putting the tentative goal as $2500 because rooms are around $800 Canadian dollars where we live. The rest will account for daily living and everything he needs when he moves in. If you can; please consider helping us. My mom’s PayPal is here. She will be collecting funds on his behalf. Thank you from the bottom of our hearts 💞

Me & who? 🥺

Whenever someone tries to say something about how the body positivity movement is all about telling people being fat is a healthy lifestyle, I tell them about how I, at the ripe old age of 9 years old, wanted an eating disorder because I knew it could cause irreparable damage to your body so that you would have problems gaining weight even if you managed to recover. That’s right, I would rather having a potentially fatal mental and physical illness than live my life with the baby fat that I naturally had.

My first memory of hating my body was when I was either 4 or 5 and my mom got me one of those cute little kid bikinis for the Fourth of July with little Stars and Stripes all over it so that I could have fun in the blow-up pool in our backyard. However, looking at myself in the Disney princess vanity mirror, I wanted to cry. And even though I was so young and obviously I wasn’t going to look like a skinny model, I still immediately panicked and changed into a one-piece before hiding that kid bikini in the bottom of my drawer.

Today I am a mid-size young woman that still sometimes goes into a depression about my body, but I know that in the big picture, I have recovered greatly from those years of looking at myself in the mirror and telling myself that no one would ever love me (though sometimes that particular thought worms it’s way into my brain).

That is what the body positivity movement is. A way to tell little kids that hey, looking different than the starving models on the runways and in movies isn’t necessarily a bad thing. In fact, even just having bigger girls on the screen and not as jokes or awful caricatures would have made me feel so much better about myself.

Anyone: “What’s your spirit animal?”

Me:

Just gonna walk away from this one…

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It's cool how this is a 60k note post when almost every word of it is untrue