Arianna is the name. Ojibwe,Turtle Clan. Queer and curvy and brown and fabulous. I think all people are pretty sexy, and I'm all about my fellow POC's.
Local authorities evicted Valentina Volkova, 71, a retired schoolteacher, and her children and grandchildren in August 2011 with only a few days’ notice before demolishing the apartment building they lived in to make way for construction in advance of the 2014 Winter Olympic and Paralympic Games in Sochi. The Russian state corporation Olympstroy, responsible for delivering the Olympic venues and infrastructure, sued Volkova in order to avoid compensating her with an apartment of fully comparable size and location to the one she owned and had lived in for 20 years. Volkova battled with Olympstroy through the courts, ultimately winning on appeal in December 2012. However, Olympstroy has refused to comply with the court decision and has yet to relocate Volkova to the apartment indicated by the court.
spunkmate asked: I know the feelings you're having, too well. It can be so hard to love ourselves, and sometimes I wonder why we have to carry that kind of responsibility. I hope you start to recognize yourself again. On an unrelated note, do you live in a city?
I get called “resilient” all the time by my mum, friends, etc. It’s a word I’ve come to hate. No one should have to have their primary action be resilience.
And yes, I do live in a city. I live in the heart of Turtle Island. In Minneapolis, MN.
I have always been thick, curvy, kind of fat, whatever you want to call it. And all my life it’s bothered me. I should have been happy when I was younger, though…Because I put on about 60lbs in college. It started with anxiety and depression, and then a few traumatic events, and just downhill from there. The stretchmarks on my body, the way my fat hangs off of my arms and belly, my more exaggerated double/under-chin; They’re all reminders of some of the worst years of my life. All I see is the way I was date-raped at Theta Chi, the problems with alcohol until my sophomore year, the stress of not having a support network, depression snowballing into manic issues and BPD, and generally just not being able to give a fuck about anything.
My body is meant to be big, I get that. I’ve never been skinny, even as a kid, but I’ve never been this big either. I look at photos that other people take of me and it looks like someone I don’t know.
Here we go. I am super self-conscious about my size, and this about the only full-body pic i feel OKAYISH about.
I’ve gotten a major gym membership and I’m seeing my partner’s nutritionist. My partner has lost ~150-160 lbs in the last two years. I’m shooting to rid myself of 60-80.
Rock hard abs, the pole dancing way! Have you ever tried them like this? I love that they’ll help us strengthen other parts at the same time. These are exercises I learned from an old pole dance teacher of mine, Swan W. <3
Today I finally found a link for this movie that includes English subtitles. Check it out soon because there’s no telling when it’ll be deleted. Enjoy! :D
Anonymous asked: What is your view on the Boston bombings?
Hm. Let me put it this way :
Think of Heath Ledger’s role as the Joker in the new Batman movies. He was chaotic, did horrific things just for the sadistic shits and giggles of it. We didn’t know where the Joker came from, but it didn’t really matter, because nothing he did had any real end game or purpose. He was chaos.
That’s how I see the bombings and the Tsarnaev brothers. We can’t possibly know why they did what they did, but only that they were scarred in some way, and created unfiltered chaos as a result.
He built a box, and she painted our last initial and their wedding date on it. They put in two unread love letters to each other about why they fell in love, a nice bottle of wine from the year they started dating, and nailed the lid on the box. They promised that if things ever get too hard and their love starts to fade, they will open the box, drink the wine, and read the letters they wrote to each other, reminding them of how much their love means and to never give up.
