so vertiginous, lost in lysergic bliss.
fitmustache:




Yoga:
Yoga For The Butt
Beginner Yoga with Tara Stiles-Flexibility
Advance Yoga With Tara Stiles-Flexibility 
Tara Stiles: Yoga Weight Loss & Balance Workout
Yoga For Complete Beginners
Yoga For Beginners: Relaxation & Flexibility
Weight Loss For Beginners
Arms
Total Arm Workout
Get Madonna Arms 
Tank Top Arms
Victoria Secret Arms 
Superset Arm Workout
Five Minute Arm Workout
Arms Like A Victoria Secret Model
Fine Toning Arms 
Sleek and Sexy Arms 
XHIT Arm Workout
Tone Up Your Arms For Summer
Back
Pop Pilates Back On Fire
Pop Pilates Backless Dress Workout
Toned Arms and Sculpted back
Bodacious Back And Sleek Shoulders
Sexy Back Workout
5 Minute Toned Body
Strengthen And Tone Your Back 
Firm Your Back
Tone Up Your Back
Lower and Upper Back Workout
Legs
Fitness Blender : Butt and Thighs
Barre Workout for Butt and Thighs
56 Minute Butt and Thighs
Legs Workout
Miley Cyrus Sexy Leg Workout
Perfect Legs
Killer Legs And Booty Workout
LAB Workout
Hot legs and Big Round Booty Workout
Lean Legs
Legs And Butt Shaper Workout
Butt
Victoria’s Secret Angel butt workout
Bikini Blaster : Booty Booty Booty
Beautiful Booty Workout
Love your Booty Routine
Bombastic Booty Pilates Workout on the Ball
Bombshell Booty Workout
Bikini Booty Workout
Victoria secret series : Butt Workout
10 minute Beginner butt
Supermodel Butt Workout
Victoria Secret Bombshell Butt Workout








I hope this helps 
lizawithazed:

sometimes you see a pun so artfully constructed you just have to stand back in awe.

lizawithazed:

sometimes you see a pun so artfully constructed you just have to stand back in awe.

something i learned in 2013

lanternhearted:

being completely healed and okay isn’t the product of one massive epiphany. unlearning self-loathing is actually a long, arduous process that involves changing everything negative that you believe about yourself. there’s a lot of rewiring and re-understanding that has to gradually take the place of everything you’ve been telling yourself for such a long time. you have to have patience with yourself.

I catch myself still hoping sometimes.
Some people say home is where you come from. But I think it’s a place you need to find, like it’s scattered and you pick pieces of it up along the way.
Katie Kacvinsky (via dont-letyourfearswin)

p1ants:

i think freckles, stretch marks, tattoos, bruises, birthmarks and scars are probably the coolest thing, you started with almost a blank canvas and look at u now, all this evidence that you’ve lived and the sun has shone on you and you’ve grown and maybe tripped up a few times and liked an image so much u made it a permanent part of u!! beautiful!!!

You are 12. You’re at the library looking for some generic young adult fiction novel about a girl who falls for her best friend. Your dad makes a disgusted face. “This is about lesbians,” he says. The word falls out of his mouth as though it pains him. You check out a different book and cry when you get home, but you aren’t sure why. You learn that this is not a story about you, and if it is, you are disgusting.

You are 15. Your relatives are fawning over your cousin’s new boyfriend. “When will you have a boyfriend?” they ask. You shrug. “Maybe she’s one of those lesbians,” your grandpa says. You don’t say anything. You learn that to find love and acceptance from your family, you need a boyfriend who thinks you are worthy of love and acceptance.

You are 18. Your first boyfriend demands to know why you never want to have sex with him. He tells you that sex is normal and healthy. You learn that something is wrong with you.

You are 13. You’re at a pool party with a relative’s friend’s daughter. “There’s this lesbian in my gym class. It’s so gross,” she says. “Ugh, that’s disgusting,” another girl adds. They ask you, “do you have any lesbians at your school?” You tell them no and they say you are lucky. You learn to stay away from people.

You are 20. You have coffee with a girl and you can’t stop thinking about her for days afterwards. You learn the difference between a new friendship and new feelings for a person.

You are 13. Your mom is watching a movie. You see two girls kiss on screen. You feel butterflies and this sense that you identify with the girls on the screen. Your mom gets up and covers the screen. You learn that if you are like those girls, no one wants to see it.

You are 20. You and your friends are drunk and your ex-boyfriend dares you to make out with your friend. You both agree. You touch her face. It feels soft and warm. Her lips are small and her hands feel soft on your back. You learn the difference between being attracted to someone and recognizing that someone you care about is attractive.

You are 16. You find lesbian porn online. Their eyes look dead and their bodies are positioned in a way that you had never imagined. You learn that liking girls is acceptable if straight men can decide the terms.

You are 20. You are lying next to a beautiful girl and talking about everything. You tell her things that you don’t usually tell anyone. You learn how it feels not to want to go to sleep because you don’t want to miss out on any time with someone.

You are 15. Your parents are talking about a celebrity. Your dad has a grin on his face and says, “her girlfriend says that she’s having the best sex of her life with her!” You learn that being a lesbian is about the kind of sex you have and not how you love.

You are 18. You are in intro to women’s and gender studies. “Not all feminists are lesbians- I love my husband! Most of the feminists on our leadership team are straight! It’s just a stereotype,” the professor exclaims. You learn that lesbianism is something to separate yourself from.

You are 21 and you are kissing a beautiful girl and she’s your girlfriend and you understand why people write songs and make movies and stupid facebook statuses about this and time around you just seems to stop and you could spend forever like this and you learn that there is nothing wrong with you and you are falling in love.

You are 21. And you are okay.

a thing I wrote after arguing with an insensitive dude on facebook all day or Things Other People Taught me about Liking Girls (via squidterritory)

This hits so close to home for me, it’s a little scary.

(via antiqutiynightmares)

Get scared. It will do you good. Smoke a bit, stare blankly at some ceilings, beat your head against some walls, refuse to see some people, paint and write. Get scared some more. Allow your little mind to do nothing but function. Stay inside, go out - I don’t care what you’ll do; but stay scared as hell. You will never be able to experience everything. So, please, do poetical justice to your soul and simply experience yourself.
Albert Camus, Notebooks, 1951-1959 (via mofobian)
I have never seen much point in getting heavy with stupid people or Jesus freaks, just as long as they don’t bother me. In a world as weird and cruel as this one we have made for ourselves, I figure anybody who can find peace and personal happiness without ripping off somebody else deserves to be left alone. They will not inherit the earth, but then neither will I… And I have learned to live, as it were, with the idea that I will never find peace and happiness, either. But as long as I know there’s a pretty good chance I can get my hands on either one of them every once in a while, I do the best I can between high spots.
Hunter S. Thompson, The Great Shark Hunt: Strange Tales from a Strange Time (via rollawaythedew)