breath of life;

+Aiyana, 22 years old and bisexual; I am a storm. Born from the sea, I rise.

(I mostly write #fic* but sometimes I dabble in photoshop. I should probably stop.)

losingpudge:

chiefbellamy-blog:

Dear idiot boy I had a crush on in eleventh grade: FUCK YOU. You looked at my body and scoffed, while I looked at my body (the body I had loved up until I saw the disgust in your eyes) and felt hate towards it. Because you hated it. You told me I was too masculine. Too much. Too this. Too that. Like I could do anything but choke back the bile that burned at the back of my throat like poison.

Dear boy I had a crush on in eleventh grade: THIS IS MY BODY. I reclaim every name you’ve called me. Every hurt I’ve felt when you were close. I reclaim my body. This… is my body. This… is a good body and I am sexy. I am beautiful. I was going to thank you for turning my skin into stone, but instead I’ll say, “FUCK YOU, ASSHOLE,” because that’s all you deserve. This is my body. I never needed your permission to love it.

More power to ya, girl! It took me a little over 15yrs to attempt to move past the fuckery my MIDDLE school crush put me through, and I still suffer to put it out of my head most days! (Which I wish wasn’t as pathetic as it sounds haha)

But I digress….sorry, don’t want it to seem like I’m making it about me haha! Just wanted to say congrats on the awesome selfies! Posts like these, personally, help remind me to keep working through my own issues.

No no no, I LOVE hearing about people’s stories of self-love and acceptance! I think it’s amazing that you’ve come this far, even if it’s taken you 15 years. You are so strong and amazing. I’m proud of you! :)