This is pretty cool and eye-opening. I wish someone would do this sort of thing with male 6-pack ab models.
They even Photoshopped the woman behind Selena’s arm, because apparently not only do celebrities have to be thin, but they must also only associate with other thin people…
Enrico Francis has been caught
This pisses me off so incredibly much!
This is ridiculous. And disgusting. beautiful people being photoshopped to fit impossible standards AND most of the non-caucasian women are being white washed so they look more “appealing”
SO ANGRY. I can’t find the words to say just exactly what I feel about this…gahhhhhh just no.
AND THEY FUCKING PHOTOSHOPPED OUT “ELTON JOHN AIDS FOUNDATION” FOR THIS ENRICO FRANCIS DUDE HOLY FUCK
It is always good to remember that you can be lied to in pictures…
The posters read:
When I said I was a virgin: He said NOTHING
When I said it hurt & begged him to stop:
He said, “That’s how it’s supposed to feel your first time. Just be still.”
When he was confronted:
“I am a man of God. I would never do something to a woman that I wouldn’t want to happen to my own mother.”
When I told my wonderful boyfriend of over a year:
“You are the strongest person I know. I am here for you. I will support you in whatever you do. I love you. You are my Rockstar.”
To all survivors: There are some good ones out there. I promise. Never Lose Hope.
Photographed in Charlottesville, VA on November 6th.
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Unbreakable always affects me, but this one made me cry. I love her second photo. I am so proud of survivors, no words can convey how honored I feel to see people fighting for their lives, with smiles on their faces.
My first lifestyle vlog!
LOOK AT THE STILL VIMEO CHOSE FOR ME; VIMEO YOU ARE AN ASSHOLE.
Hahaha. Check out this lifestyle vlog. I finally feel like there are people in the world who understand.
I have so many words in me, and they were put there by poets. I don’t know if that makes me poetic or just a poser. I understand that some souls don’t need this kind of literary beauty to survive, to connect with other humans, but I do. I am not a part of the human race until I remember these people, who understand my soul, without ever having stood in it and measured the walls and the floors, and metered the light, and recorded the songs.
shut up when your words are getting in the way. Here are some words that don’t get in the way, ever. I guess they’re about prayer, sort of:
"I don’t know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn’t everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?”
"Today, like every other day, we wake up empty
and frightened. Don’t open the door to the study
and begin reading. Take down a musical instrument.
Let the beauty we love be what we do.
There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.”
"all these machines will rust I promise, but we’ll still be electric
shocking each other back to life
Your hand in mine, my fingers in your veins connected
our bones grown together inside
our hands entwined, your fingers in my veins braided
our spines grown stronger in time”
"Leave me this great imperfect love
in which the body knows to seek
what the heart does not think it needs.”
Blank white walls and
desk lamps sitting on the floor
Bleeding dim, yellow light into rooms
that look too small without furniture.
Empty closets, empty for want of clothes, empty for want of the rustle of hangers
Rumi said life is a guest house
Life is an apartment
That we haven’t moved into yet
The pictures lean against the wall where we think they belong
We occupy the moments before
Things are exactly as we wish they would be