When I look in the mirror, I know I’m looking at someone who isn’t sure she deserves to be loved at all.
It’s easy to love someone when they’re happy. What’s hard is loving someone when they’re crying on the bathroom floor at 2am because everything came crashing down at once.
If you end up with a boring miserable life because you listened to your mom, your dad, your teacher, your priest, or some guy on television telling you how to do your shit, then you deserve it.
someone somewhere is meeting the love of their life right now and that’s pretty cool
at this time last year
i was a mess and i feel
like a mess again
Your naked body should only belong to those who fall in love with your naked soul.