The moment a person is like don’t eat fruit there’s too much sugar. I automatically know they don’t know ANYTHING
So, my mom used to be a personal trainer. Specifically, she was a trainer for people who were severely morbidly obese and were having health issues as a result of it. She was not worried about getting you to fit into a dress, she was worried about helping you lose 200+ pounds so your joints didn’t give out.
My mother also helped train me when I first started dancing because I wanted someone to workout with. Once, I really, really wanted a bit of ice cream, and she saw me put it back repeatedly. Finally she goes “God, eat the ice cream!” And I went into a rant about how I couldn’t eat it because I was trying to lose weight. She stared at me before going,
“So, what? You’re not gonna eat ice cream for the rest of your life? Just gonna ignore every treat that ever existed because you MIGHT get a little tummy? Eat it.”
tumblr could make 1 trillion dollars an hour by setting me up in an office with a beanbag chair and when they need a new feature just poking their heads in and i’d go like “idk let them turn posts into origami”
“rename the site gumblr for a day and sell gum”
“add a russian roulette button with a 1 in 6 chance of deleting your blog if you press it”
“but a 1 in 100 million chance of forcing every account on the site to follow you”
