The Vegan Fashionista

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A year ago tonight at about this time, I was back home with my dad and I could hear him in pain in his bedroom. I didn’t know what to do and he couldn’t tell me. I feared he would die right before my eyes. The ambulance came and took him out of our home and I had no words. We looked at each other and spoke with our eyes, but I couldn’t open my mouth. I watched him sleep in the ER for a while before I returned to our home to take care of our dogs. I went to sit with him every day while he was in the hospital and I remember thinking he was gonna make it. I sat with him many times in the hospital throughout my life and he had never left me, so I believed last summer would be the same. And it was. He did make it. He struggled, but he cracked jokes, he quoted the Bible, he smiled, and he came home. That was God’s blessing for me and my family. He let my dad stay with us just a little longer just like He let my mom stay with us a little longer after her first bout with cancer. I still can’t say all the things I want to say about my dad. I still can’t accept his loss. I still can’t get beyond September 24. No matter how many parties I attend, how many pictures I smile in, how many friends I have, or how much I may accomplish, in my heart it’s still September 24 and I can’t get back home to tell my dad goodbye. Daddy, I dedicate “Clouds” by Zach Sobiech to you. I must’ve listened to it 50 times today and wished I could sit with you among the clouds holding hands and everything would be just right just like Zach sings. I love you.

A year ago tonight at about this time, I was back home with my dad and I could hear him in pain in his bedroom. I didn’t know what to do and he couldn’t tell me. I feared he would die right before my eyes. The ambulance came and took him out of our home and I had no words. We looked at each other and spoke with our eyes, but I couldn’t open my mouth. I watched him sleep in the ER for a while before I returned to our home to take care of our dogs. I went to sit with him every day while he was in the hospital and I remember thinking he was gonna make it. I sat with him many times in the hospital throughout my life and he had never left me, so I believed last summer would be the same. And it was. He did make it. He struggled, but he cracked jokes, he quoted the Bible, he smiled, and he came home. That was God’s blessing for me and my family. He let my dad stay with us just a little longer just like He let my mom stay with us a little longer after her first bout with cancer. I still can’t say all the things I want to say about my dad. I still can’t accept his loss. I still can’t get beyond September 24. No matter how many parties I attend, how many pictures I smile in, how many friends I have, or how much I may accomplish, in my heart it’s still September 24 and I can’t get back home to tell my dad goodbye. Daddy, I dedicate “Clouds” by Zach Sobiech to you. I must’ve listened to it 50 times today and wished I could sit with you among the clouds holding hands and everything would be just right just like Zach sings. I love you.

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chronicallyvegan:

*Photo credit to Anita Krajnc*

The Pig Preserve in Tenessee, United States attempts to give back to pigs the natural environment they deserve, This sanctuary takes more of a “hands-off” approach and allows hundreds of pigs to roam the 100 acres of land and forest freely. 

It is magical and refreshing to see these creatures in such greenery, next to trees, and with so much free space.

This is the way every pig deserves to live.

Support pigs and their freedom by adopting a vegan lifestyle.

This looks amazing!

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Let me tell you something about today. Today was the hottest day of the year in New Jersey, I woke up sweating despite air conditioning because it was 95 degrees. Now, i did what any logical person would do and I put on my favorite pair of shorts so i wouldn’t be sweating throughout the day.

        Even in my shorts i was sweating my balls off but I went through half of my day as normal, no boys stared at my ass or tried to grope me in public yet when i went to the the cafeteria a teacher told me to go to the office because he finds my shorts inappropriate. I head down to the office to find a group of girls wearing shorts and skirts sitting in a small room in the office, we where all ordered to call our parents or to change into the clothes they had offered us from the school store. These items of clothing included sweatpants and a large heavy sweatshirt. I obviously refused to where those because it was 95 degrees and when you are sweating the key to cool down is NOT to put on more clothes. They told me I would have to stay in that room the whole day if it came down to it.

      I was able to leave the office when my friend gave me a pair of yoga pants. The man who made me go down to the office brought down several other girls as I was leaving, at this point they didn’t care how long the shorts where they just sent everyone who was wearing a pair down. They warned me that if I put my shorts back on they would right me up. 

     I put them back on anyway because just walking down the hallway in those yoga pants made me faint, dizzy,and extremely hot. Thats the main issue, it is hot enough for people to pass out in school but to the school system they would rather a girl suffer from a heat stroke then to have a boy become  turned on. My shorts don’t say “COme fuck me in the middle of class” they say,”Its warm out”

The sexualizing of innocent students is not okay

Risking students health is not okay

and tHE LACK OF FEMINISM IN THE SCHOOL SYSTEM WILL NEVER BE OKAY

Today was literally horrible

I hate our school so much

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