suck it to the very end
Hi, I'm Elena :) @ESUmland 18 y.o. German-Irish redhead who just wants to make films.
Currently watching: -Season 1 of Battlestar Galactica (1978)--Season 4 of Chuck-





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.

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i need it god damn


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I love this

suddenly story idea: urban underground fairies who think humans and human things are super fascinating and fun; their queen rides the subway disguised as a little kid, and grants wishes to people who treat her kindly.


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two things

  • people want me to get up at 7:30 am to do the polar plunge
  • no

Favorite Lucy Liu Photos  
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Someone asked me once, as a kind of dig at the movie, “Why someone like Zoe would have a dress?”
I looked right at him and said, “There’s only one white dress a woman like Zoe would keep. Her wedding dress.”

Well shit.



a good response to the question “how old are you?” is something along the lines of “dunno i stopped counting after the first few centuries”

and it needs to be said seriously without smiling or humor or as casually as possible and followed by “so anyway” and a subject change as if it’s completely normal

"I stopped counting a few decades ago. no. what’s the one with the zeros? millennia that’s it. human time keeping is so confusing."

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Lorde By Chris Nicholls (Fashion Magazine) [x]


me not shaving my legs has literally nothing to do with feminism and literally everything to do with me being lazy

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vulcan fanfiction: ‘their fingers battled for dominance’



Your eyes might be blue,
your hair won’t grow in till you’re 3,
curly and kinked chocolate
or strawberry blonde.

I will kiss every beautiful freckle
on your face
and love until I ache
that you look so much like him.

You’ll run screaming through our yard
wearing one galosh, one cowboy boot,
a spiderman costume
and a tutu
covered in mud and sticky popsicle.
I will cry because I am not you.

He will find me at night
holding you while you sleep,
memorizing the shadow patterns
of your eyelashes on your cheeks.
When I put you down
he will roll me into sheets
and we will remember the night
we rocked you into existence.

Someday you will read this
and understand that
I loved you before you even became.

Right now,
there are lumps
forcing their way into my throat
and I’ve been wishing for blood for days.

I almost crave the smell of it.