"And if your daughter came to you, crying with hunger, would you tell her no? Would you tell her she is too fat, she wants too much, she must shrink into society? No.
Then why would you tell yourself the exact same thing? You are somebody’s daughter."
Michelle K., You Are Somebody’s Daughter. (via egypshian)
you dont like the word breast??? ok we’re having chicken boobs for dinner
"Even the prettiest flower can be poisonous."