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Remember that when you’re laying in your casket, nobody will be paying attention to how much you weigh or what you look like. They will ponder the memories they have with you. They will remember how you made them feel. So go out there and be you. Be kind. Make people feel good. Stop worrying about your appearance and go make some memories. That’s what matters. No number or reflection can ever compare to the people that love you. Stop hiding because you’re afraid of what people think. Because when you leave this world, you don’t want to be remembered as the person that hated themselves, the person that hid. You want them to remember how you made them feel, how much you loved them. And darling, you can’t love other people when you hate yourself.
something I realized after my grandpa passed away and I saw him in a casket (via cats-tats-recovery)

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Being fathers is getting our daughters up at 5:30 am making breakfast getting them dressed for school and putting them on the bus by 6:30 .This is a typical day in our household . It’s not easy but we enjoy every moment and eveny minute of #fatherhood . #proudfathers #blackfathers #prouddads #gaydads

Okay I’m reblogging this again because I want to point out how beautiful this is and the sheer number of stereotypes it disproves. The stereotype that a gay couple cant be good parents. The stereotype that men know nothing about caring for girls’ hair. The stereotype that all gay men are feminine. The stereotype that black men abandon their children. The stereotype that people with a lot of tattoos aren’t caring. The stereotype that black people are too lazy to care about things like school- This picture is a beautiful thing and I love everything about it and it makes me regain confidence in the world we live in

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