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It is the last part of learning some words in korean ! I hope it helped you a little bit !
None of the image I use are mine I found them on the internet ! Credit to the original owners !
If anyone is interested in learning some Korean ! Here you go !
Happy new year!! 💗
Happy new year!! Did you get well into the new year? 😄💕
Coming into a fandom late
what’s christmas even like in non-christian families? in completely non-religious families? like what do you tell your children? “well, kids, we’re eating a whole lot of food and spending a fuckton of money spoiling you because some other people somewhere believe their holy lord and saviour and the greatest person to walk the earth was born 2000 years ago. here’s a playstation.”
Park Chanyeol appreciation post Part 2
How can someone be this gorgeous!
a very pretty compilation of dark haried park chanyeol
@exowolf-reactions Have you seen this?!?! 🤤 he is so rude! This is to,... aarrgh😩😍😍
Kyungsoo for Allure Magazine, December 2018 issue
My eyes are watering as well, this really touch my heart. And I also can’t help smiling to hear how happy those women got/get!
So this is a totally useless rant, but as a skinny girl, I’m getting extra, extra tired of fat-shaming.
I work for a corsetier at a Renaissance Faire. We sell corsets. Not flimsy bullshit costume corsets; like real, durable, waist-training corsets. Today a woman came in with her boyfriend, so I helped her pick out a corset and try it on. While her boyfriend—who was decidedly enthused about the whole corset thing—sat watching me lace her in, he told me, grinning, “Of all the good jobs at the Renaissance Faire, I think you have the best.”
I shrugged in agreement. “I touch butts and reach down cleavage all day; I mean…” Because we like to be a bit rakish at the Faire, and, y’know, it’s true. Tying people into corsets pretty much invariably requires getting handsy.
The couple laughed at that, and the boyfriend said, “That’s the job I would want!” But then he chuckled again and said, offhand, “Or maybe not; while we were looking at the racks, there were some pretty big sizes on there!”
Our sizes are all done in inches, and the biggest we make is a 46. And you’d better believe our large sizes sell. For a second I wasn’t sure what to say to the guy’s comment, but I answered him casually. “We get a lot of beautiful big ladies in here.” Because we do. “We make corsets for real women, not Barbie dolls,” I added. Wasn’t trying to be smart, just kind of tossed it out there because that’s the line we like to use when people ask about larger sizes, and because, again, we do.
The boyfriend went quiet at that; I didn’t think anything of it, I just kept on lacing. A moment later, he said, a little awkwardly (but sincerely enough), “Didn’t mean to be offensive.”
I quickly smiled and brushed it off, said he wasn’t, said I was just saying. (Don’t want to make the customers uncomfortable, you know?) And that was the end of it. His comment had rubbed me the wrong way, but it wasn’t a big deal. Now, I wear a 20-inch corset. I’m a few cup sizes short of being one of the Barbie dolls. Like his girlfriend, I’m one of the “hot chicks”; he doesn’t have to worry about offending me by implying that I wouldn’t be fun to poke and pull at.
Honestly though, of all the people I fit sexy technically-undergarments to in a day, fat girls are maybe my favorite people to lace up. Because they are just so damn happy that we have stuff that fits them. They are so damn happy that the corsets we make in their sizes are all the same pretty, shiny colors and cool flower/dragon/skull/etc. prints that the smaller corsets are, not ugly beige and boring “granny” colors. They are so goddamn happy that at least one (of several on the grounds) corset shop carries things that they can wear, that they actually want to wear, and that they look fucking awesome in. This is only my second season working, and we’ve fit 60+ inch waists and double-K busts. The only people we’ve ever had to tell sorry, we don’t have anything that fits them, are twelve-year-old kids.
It’s half-wonderful, half-heartbreaking how excited those women get. Women who say with sad smiles, when we ask if they want to get fitted, “Oh, no, you don’t have anything that fits me,” and then are stunned when we’re 300% confident that yes we do, and we have options. Women who can’t stop smiling and looking at themselves in the mirror after we’ve got them laced in.
I had a lady last week whose waist I measured (cinching the tape tight, as per procedure) at 41 inches—honestly not all that big. So she picked out a 41-inch corset to try on. I could tell halfway through getting her laced that it was going to be a bit big for her, so I mentioned it and said she might do better to try a smaller size. She started crying on the spot. She was so overwhelmed; she couldn’t believe someone had just told her that a 41 was too big. She told me about how hard clothes shopping was for her, how her mother would tell her she needed an XXXL instead of an XXL, how she had recently lost weight but still couldn’t wear certain colors because they didn’t fit or she wasn’t confident enough.
She did end up getting her corset, and after I checked her out she asked if she could give me a hug, so we ended up standing there hugging each other for a minute. While we did, I told her, “Do not ever let anyone tell you any bullshit. You are gorgeous.” She said, “I have a new boyfriend and he keeps telling me that.” I told her he was right, and to just keep telling herself she’s gorgeous; it was okay if she didn’t always believe it, but to keep telling herself anyway. (That’s how I talked myself through shit when I had bad anxiety.)
We all know fat-shaming is bad. The stupidity, fatphobia, and misogyny of it has pissed me off since I first became aware of it. But working with clothing, especially as figure-hugging and precise as corsets, has given me a new perspective on it—how much it affects people and just how shitty it is. Like, what does it say that I had a grown, only average-big woman crying into my shoulder because she was so overjoyed not to be the uppermost extremity of what a manufacturer can clothe?
My job rocks and it’s really rewarding, but sometimes it highlights some of the ugliest shit about society. I’m so glad I work at a shop that’s not bullshit about body types and operates with more people in mind than just scrawny white chicks like me. The fat women I work with are a ton of fun to lace up, and they’re so much more than their size—they’re cool, they’re smart, they’re funny, they’re sweet, they’re great to talk to, and yes, they’re hot. I’m so damn done with them getting short-changed and shamed by petty fucks who refuse to make them nice clothes, who refuse to even try to work for them, who refuse to consider them pretty. This whole rant was useless and won’t get read, but I had to vent because it’s been driving me nuts.
So actually, screw you, random dude. Fat girls are the highlight of my job.
Yes that is so cute, but now I really gotta pee because of that running water in the background!
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This is toooo good!!! 😍😭😭😍
Only A Little Drunk
Genre: AU/Fluff
Pairing: Chanyeol x You
By Admin B
Getting a call from Chanyeol was not unusual. I mean, he was your boyfriend, and he was the type to prefer talking over texting, so… he called you pretty frequently.
It’s not like you were surprised in any way, shape, or form when your phone lit up and you saw ‘Yeolie🦊🐰💖’ at the top of the screen.
But you knew it was Guy’s Night.
He’d been at someone’s place playing poker or video games or a puzzle or whatever game he and his friends had decided to play tonight. (If it was Junmyeon’s house, it was unquestionably a puzzle.)
And… he’d also definitely been drinking.
So it was with great anticipation that you picked up your phone, pressing the ‘accept’ button and pressing it to your ear.
“Hey you,” you answered.
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Now you got me sitting here with teary eyes and a stupid smiley on. This is tooo cute!!
ALL 👏🏾 OF 👏🏾 THEM 👏🏾
💕kyungsoo dressed in black 💕
This is the funniest video ever 😂
@noona-clock B & T!! Have you seen this!!
This calls for some badboy Seo Joon series!! Or rich rebel boy meets good girl series!!!
박서준 💖
I love libraries
Jaehyun: [ does dumb shit ]
Taeyong, in the background:
No wonder your popular on tumblr....your an adult virgin
1) YEs i am an
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i had to get on my laptop to post this. You better appreciate it…..bitch
5,2
Reblog if you're shorter than 5'8.
Some pain killers and a healing bag, and make sure you don’t tense up in you body, but take deep breath and relax.
And if you don’t have a heating bag, then you can use a sock and fill it with rice, then In the microwave for a minute or two. It might be quit warmed, so you can put a shirt around it, but make sure you can feel the warm.
The heating bag/sock can also be used for back an other places it hurts:-)
I have such bad cramps but I have to study but i wanna throw up uGh
So I’m staying at a friend’s house in Boston
And in their guest room is a door.
And my first thought was closet. Just an ordinary, tiny, New England closet.
But no!
There are STAIRS in that closet!
Now where do those stairs go, you may ask?
Up to the black void attic of course.
But you know, it doesn’t seem to end there.
Because for reasons no one seems to know, this door deadbolts from inside. There’s nothing but a black void up there. Why must it lock on that side of it???
Of course, it was then that I spotted something else.
Why yes, those ARE scratch marks on the inside of the door. Which, one might think dog because they’re so low on the door (only a third of the way up).
But you know, this wouldn’t be fun if that was all there was.
That deadbolt has scratches all around it too.
Funzies!
Because guess what.
That deadbolt is five feet off the ground. And there is no dog in this house tall enough to reach it.
Pretty sure I just entered a horror film.
All..
Im trying to prove a point to my mum
Repost if school has caused:
Anxiety Depression Suicidal thoughts Social anxiety Eating disorders Self harm Stress
“Can I tell you a secret? You don’t have to be in a relationship. I mean it. I know they force it down your throat until you choke on it. Girls aren’t pretty unless they’re wanted. Boys aren’t men unless they’re having sex with someone. People aren’t lovable until they’re dating someone. But a relationship won’t always make you happy, and as wonderful as romance is, it isn’t the only love that exists. I have seen friendships that are deeper and more pure than couples who swear it’s forever - and yet the friendship is the one people ignore. I have heard so often “nobody loves me” out of the mouths of people who are single. And it kills me because if you ask them: where are your parents, your teachers, your classmates, your pets - they say, yes, okay, but it doesn’t count. Of course it counts, love doesn’t diminish just because someone doesn’t want to have sex with you. In fact, doesn’t it sort of make that love more real that they want nothing - not even a date - out of you? It is pretty to be in love. It’s magical, I’m sure. But it’s also wonderful to stop for ice cream in your prom dress with six other girls. It’s also wonderful to go visit the world with nothing but a bunch of buddies who are really excited about learning. The problem is: we’ve made everything about “the one”. But maybe “the one” is just you, loving yourself, having fun, and being happy. Maybe instead of looking for our other halves, we should be piecing ourselves together. Maybe I wasn’t born unfinished. Maybe I am the one who makes myself better.”
— Single serving size // r.i.d (via inkskinned)
where did you come from?
The struggle
😍😍 and I died!
My fav part of TNHMB