His definition of friendship is slightly different than mine..
so is his idea of hot and steamy
so is his definition of a good show
and a hero
and a writer
This is Seventeen Magazine’s BMI Chart. Take a moment to read it.
I am almost 18 years old. According to this BMI chart, I would be healthy between the BMI of 14.8 - 21.7.
Excuse me? Since when is a BMI of 14.8 considered healthy? Not even the smallest-boned of people should be at a BMI of 14.8 when they are 18 years old. To put that into perspective for you - I am 5 foot, 3 inches tall. To even be considered “underweight” on this BMI chart, I would need to weigh under 83 pounds. And if I weighed more than 122 pounds, I would be considered overweight.
Does that sound fucked up to anyone else, or is it just me?
With this sick and screwed-up BMI calculator, Seventeen Magazine is essentially encouraging their readers, mostly teenage girls (the population most at risk for developing an eating disorder) to maintain extremely low weights. How would you feel if you were 123 pounds and 5’3, calculated your BMI, and saw that you were overweight at a perfectly medically healthy BMI of 21.8?
I will be writing a strongly worded email to the editor of Seventeen Magazine to express my anger towards this issue as someone who has struggled with poor body image and anorexia nervosa.
Please, if you feel the way I do - indignant, furious, sick to your stomach - reblog this. Seventeen Magazine will not get away with encouraging body hatred and unhealthy weight goals.
This is absolutely horrifying.
I do not have strong enough words for this.
What issue is this from?
I will also be writing a strongly worded letter to Seventeen.
This is not acceptable.
Is Seventeen magazine out of their fucking mind?
Wow I want to stab someone in the face. I thought this was fake but its real.
wow what the FUCK are you doing Seventeen magazine. what the flying fuck. i’m actually furious.
I’m 5’8”, and if I had a BMR of 14.8 I would be at 95 and a half pounds. INSANE.
I know this is not what I normally post on this blog but it needs a signal boost. This magazine is promoting unsafely low weight to teenagers, who are most susceptible to eating disorders. The bmi to be diagnosed with anorexia is 17.5. Please take time to send an angry email to firstname.lastname@example.org to complain about this. I will even post my email i’m writing them if you want to send the same one. This needs to be addressed.
This is saying to my sixteen year old sister that at ninety pounds she would be considered healthy.
What the fuck.
Fucking hell, did they just make this shit up
I AM FUCKING DONE WITH THESE PEOPLE.
I was never so happy as the day I cancelled my Seventeen subscription.
Also, I’m nineteen, my BMI is 19.7, and I’m fricking scrawny, okay.
THEY JUST ALTERNATE UNTIL YOU GET TO 20 WHEN YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO STOP BELIEVING THIS SHIT.
^ THIS PERSON’S RIGHT
Once Upon A Time, “Into the Deep” sneak peek.
OH COME ON
ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME RIGHT NOW
Holy crappington wow
Glee - Songbird
“I’m Heather Morris..”
“I’m Naya Rivera!”
“Hahah dumbasses…. and lesbians”
“Me and youuu you and meee both of us togetha!!!”
“I was like ‘I like you’ and she was like ‘I like you too”
“ohh myyy goodness I’m in love with naya rivera!!! she’s so damn gorgeous”
“Fate has laid a hand…”
“If you could be a superhero who would you be?” “You.”
“She wants me to say her.”
“I’ll kiss you Britt.” “Okay, I’ll close my eyes.”
“Love is in the air”
“Naya and I had to do it over and over and over again.”
“I feel the same way about her though.”
So many HeYa feelings.
i feel like ive been punched in my fan girl face
oh my heya
Look everybody, the firebender who killed Asami’s mom!
…oh my god I can’t stop laughing
Korra didn’t go into the Avatar State at will when she was racing with the airbabies. Aang just wanted to play with his grandchildren.
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Look at Mako. He looks like he’s off on this. Always inappropriate Mako :T
It used to be as easy as breathing.
It was an ability that she understood so easily like it was ingrained in her bones. And knowing how to bend it felt like it was a part of her. Yet now it is gone from her grasp in a blink of an eye during a rainy night. She could still feel the raindrops on her face, but it is soon followed by the feeling of his fingers on her skin.
And all she could feel now is the coldness of the metal against her fingers when it used to feel so alive in her touch. Now it is silent as the stillness of the night when the city is asleep. But what is painful is knowing that this stillness would not cease when the first wisps of daylight come slipping through your windows. It will forever be asleep. Never to be awakened. Never to be known again.
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