bearpapier said: Not a question, just a notice that I'm dropping bigdaddysean on here and using this. Probably will be used to post my nude ass self on here. Hope all is well with you, dear!

Ohh, n00ds. I like. Haha



Anyone. However lost.

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Anonymous said: I think you are amazingly beautiful and I wish on every star I could be yours just once ♥♥♥

Aww, why be anon for that?? That’s so sweet! You should tell me who you are. I promise I won’t post it!


If I was your girlfriend/boyfriend…[finish it in my ask]


When people send me these they are usually great! Be them funny or sexy or just honest I love them!

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An Octopus unscrewing a lid from the inside.

Octopuses are going to kill us all someday

I had a biology teacher that told us this story about an octopus at an aquarium in Australia. The staff were concerned because their population of crustaceans kept disappearing. No bodies or anything. So they checked the video feed to find out what’s up.

Across from the the crustacean tank was a small octopus tank. This little fucker squeezed out of a tiny hole at the top of his tank, walk across the hall, and get into the crustacean tank. He would then hunt and eat. After he was done, he crawled back out and get back in his tank

Here’s the kicker: security guards patrolled the area. The staff realized that the octopus had memorized the security’s routine. It would escape and be back between the guards’ round.

holy fucking shit

Bloody. Fucking. Hell.

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dating me would involve:

  • bed all day
  • netflix
  • pizza
  • coffee
  • sexy time
  • kissing
  • tv shows

Pretty. Much. This.

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What would your character’s Twitter description be?

Ser Davos has nailed it.

Best. Shit. Ever. LMAO

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I’m learning to love my large body, and writing this spoken word piece was a giant step for me. It’s called “Too Big” and I would love to share it with the community that inspires and supports me.

"Too Big" by Beck Cooper (Performed at the Slam New Orleans Women of the Word 2014 Poetry Showcase) 

When he tells you that your body is not ideal,

That it is too big,
Do not hear this as a challenge

Swallow your tears and let the coursing wave of salt water force down the vomit,
Do not vomit

If the words “too big” echo loudly in your mind, 
be mean,
make them leave

Do not let him break you, do not concede,
you do not need him


Ignore the voices that sing sweetly of shrinking,
I know what you’re thinking
Body heavy, body hideous, will never be loved

We’ve been here before Beck
Not the first time you’ve been too big,
We both know that this won’t be the last

This body knows too big
knows only one side of piggy back rides
Knows entire stores that don’t sell its size

This body knows inadequate
Knows that fat is the first thing you notice 

What it must be like to blow out a birthday candle or see a shooting star without imagining a life in a smaller body

This body
knows shame

Learned it the day it didn’t fit in the roller coaster
So you had to exit in front of everyone,
How It didn’t feel real 

You choked back tears and smiled
Assured friends you wanted them to stay on the ride
And as you sat down on the bench outside the exit
You made two promises to yourself:

1. Promise that this shame will not define you

2. Promise to skip dinner for the rest of the week

There’s always been two voices Beck,
Like a light switch that toggles between best friend and nemesis,
There’s usually no in between

You have a tendency to turn on yourself,
Could recall stories of playground bullies,
But no insults have been more violent than the words out of your own mouth   

Maybe it’s time you lay your fighting words to rest
I’m trying to be your own best friend, Beck


Fill your lungs with confidence you’ve earned,
Years of learning to love large body culminate in moments like these

You’d tell tearful friends that their beauty is not contingent on his opinion, That “too big” and “not ideal” are trademarks of a coward,
So walk the walk, Beck

Your body isn’t his ideal type of body
But pathetic has never been your ideal type of personality
And besides

You’ve no longer got the time to convince anyone that you’re worthy

When he tells you that your body is not ideal,
That it is too big,
Hear this as too strong, too boisterous, too powerful 

Pick yourself up, Beck
Pack up your bags, 

Walk away

Find a lover who wants you
to take up space

I’m sobbing. This is beautiful.

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Anonymous said: Did you ever have a relationship or where you involved with someone called Francis, lots of tattoos, tiger chest tattoo and stuff?

Nope, never dated anyone named Francis, but he sounds interesting. LOL

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