YES. THIS.

YES. THIS.

I went into a Pizza Hutt the other day and the cook had obviously put in his favorite rap cd because he was BUSTING IT UP in the kitchen. He and the wait staff were just dancing around having a great time and the food and service was still fantastic! I wish all establishments could be like that. Screw strict management fr.

I've thought this so many times...

Captions shouldn't be censored. If the video says fuck or cum or cunt the captions should say the fucking word.

Wouldn't it be such a shift of perspective for fatphobes if they could see what goes on in our daily lives as plus sized people?

I'm over here trying to convince myself it's okay to eat lunch and that I don't have to hide my food from my family members. My 120lb home girl? She just had pasta, a hot dog, a piece of bread and half of a bagel.

WHERE DO YOU SKINNY FOLK PUT IT ALL?!

Say that I WONT.

That I CANT.

That I'll NEVER BELONG.

AN OUTCAST FROM THE BLESSED.

And I'm telling you telling you no.

Cause you don't understand that...

I'LL NEVER BE CALM. OR CONTENT.

In this war with myself.

GET READY FOR THE ENDING.

The red light is blinking.

I've done so damn much but...

MY SELF WORTH KEEPS SINKING.

I'm constantly working to make my life...

PERFECT.

But lying on my death bed...

WILL ALL THIS BE WORTH IT?

I'll spend my whole life overcoming...

MY DOUBT.

I want it to matter when my heart goes out.

ASSEMBLE SOME PUNKS.

Play a few shows.

Maybe for a moment I won't feel so low.

Then suddenly the labor pays off...

and I'm able to soak up the feeling of...

being a bit stable...

relieved of the burden of never giving up...

but I'm kidding myself.

IT WILL NEVER BE ENOUGH.

-Overkiller by Qbomb

I have no idea how this concert was free because it ROCKED HARD. I woke up with my neck sore as frick from headbanging, and that's when you know it's good.

But even more than that, Kevin Young has something to say. His sermons throughout the show were fantastic. People were led to Christ that night through the power of metal. People still think it summons demons, when it drives them out! You just gotta find the right band, and these men have something special. They spoke against suicide, against addiction, against depression. He reminded us that, because we woke up this morning, God still has a plan for our lives. The Christian rock scene is my home and I'd never belong anywhere else quite as well.

A bunch of Jesus loving freaks. Like me.

After the show I got the chance to speak to the band. I was explaining my appreciation to them for being leading forces in the Christian alternative movement and for making it easier to be so different. To be rejected by both rock elitists and the religious. Young interrupted me and just opened his arms. I didn't have to explain. He already knew.

Rockers are family. But Christian rockers?

We are held by a bond of brokenness and eternity: the outstretched arms of Jesus.

(The band saw my "Long Live the Rebels" shirt I painted and posted. They also complimented my look, so my diy and fashion dreams are pretty much complete at this point lol)

I watched Nightmare Before Christmas for the first time and thus have completed my emo training. It was super cute and not at all what I was expecting. Would watch again... which is a statement for me because I DESPISE claymation within the very depths of my soul.

Also, Jack Skellington being called "bone daddy" by a rando in the street will live forever in my head rent free.