deciding i was pretty was the best thing that i ever did
one day i was just like
fuck this im pretty
and i was
i’m reblogging this twice because this is probably the truest statement I’ve ever come across. And it holds power and ability for every person struggling within themselves. use this because it will make a difference in your life.
“I won’t beg someone to love me. I learned long ago that there is no use in hopeless pleas of trying to make someone stay. I am too good to chase someone who does not know my worth and I am too wild to keep waiting for someone who doesn’t acknowledge my value. I want to be loved unconditionally. I shouldn’t have to fight so hard for it. I do not have the time to prove to someone that I am worth it. I shouldn’t have to prove any of that; I am worth more than that.”—Ming D. Liu, A Story A Day #138 (via mingdliu)
“Girls are sexy. That’s a fact. The way they smile confidently is sexy. The whole female body is sexy. When a girl is moving her hips around its sexy. The way they wink, talk, move their body, tease you, please you, shake their ass, and dance is all sexy. Girls can do a certain look and it’ll automatically turn you on. When girls wear dresses, skirts, lingerie, bikinis, short shorts, and tight clothes it’s sexy. Basically everything about a girl is sexy and you can’t tell me otherwise.”—(via lesbian-goddesss)
I really want someone. Someone who I can be myself around, completely silly or completely serious. A person who will laugh along at my stupidest jokes or hold me when I’m sad. A person to go out and walk around the city with, going wherever we please, or just stay at home with and watch movies all night. We’ll eat whatever we want and sleep whenever we want. Just be there for each other. Just someone to love.
Because heartbreak sucks.
Trusting is hard.
I care too much.
I give too much while people take too much.
I don’t settle.
I thrive off of making others happy while they thrive off of leaving me behind, used and confused.
I’m hard to love because I’ve let the wrong ones in, in the past.
I SWEAR TO GOD THERE IS A GIRL IN MY CLASS WHO CAN READ MY THOUGHTS SHE’S ALWAYS LOOKING AT ME FUNNY WHEN IM THINKING INAPPROPRIATE THINGS SO I SAID IN MY HEAD “START LAUGHING IF YOU CAN HEAR ME” AND SHE STARTED LAUGHING IM SCARED?????