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A Shakedown of the Afro.

Afroleus is a odd person.
I grew up in DC, but I don’t have an DC hood accent.
I don’t watch TV or Netflix because I have disconnected myself from most forms of entertainment and media unless it interests me.
Same goes for sports.
Same goes for anime.
Same goes for current movies out unless it interests me.
I don’t think I have much of a tether to anything that my peers are into anymore.

Here is what I am interested in now at 20 years old and surviving.

I want to drive.

When we were growing up, and put points into what made us and shaped us.

Some of us put points into school, some of us put it into sports,
others put it into business or baking or attention to detail.

The point is, you put the points where you wanted to because it is what made you who you are.

I didn’t put points into doing well in school. I just wanted to pass so that I could make it in this world without following the cookie cutter formula, especially since I come from a family that is not well off.
I didn’t put points into gaining other hobbies to expand my fun base, like getting attached to a great book or intricate anime.
Hell, I didn’t even put points into looking good for I learned at an early age the value of money when it came to clothes for me.

But I did put points into a few trees.

I put it into cars
I put it in technology
And I put it in cooking.

Sure, I also choose the two most expensive hobbies, but the fact was, I was and still am happy with my choices.

I can tell the difference between a BMW and a Subaru.
I have pride in knowing that I can operate a manual.
I like to learn more about car parts, how to fix them, and how the automobile industry is evolving.

Its just who I am. Granted, my social skills take a big hit to this, for there is less that I have in common with anybody, even my friends, internet buddies, and strangers.

I am also still working towards getting my license with my limitations as well.

But now, I don’t feel ashamed anymore about who I am.

Can a thin person have body image struggles? Can a thin person be at war with their self-image? Can a thin person hate to look in the mirror?


And does that suck?


But the difference between these negative feelings and fatphobia is this: The only person worrying about whether or not I’m meeting beauty standards is me.

And that’s not the same for fat folk.

When you’re not thin, other people on the beach actually do take offense. When you’re not thin, people really do think that you shouldn’t be in a bathing suit. When you’re not thin, people really do make your body their moral obligation.

And while your internal struggle is real and significant, the point is: You might hate your body, but society doesn’t.

That’s thin privilege.
Let’s Talk About Thin Privilege — Everyday Feminism (via samanticshift)
Date someone who meets you half way. Date someone who brings you a glass a water when they get themselves one. Date someone who makes sure you don’t spend money on ridiculous things. Date someone your ex hates and your mom loves. Date someone who’d rather spend a Friday night watching movies, than out with 50 people they barley even talk to. Date someone who sleeps on your chest and leaves a little puddle of drool. Don’t date someone who makes you leave oceans of tears.
At the end of the day it’s the little things. (via offtheocean)
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