Maybe we’ll meet again, when we are slightly older and our minds less hectic, and I’ll be right for you and you’ll be right for me. But right now, I am chaos to your thoughts and you are poison to my heart.
don’t buy that “love is a serious word” crap. love freely and carelessly. love yourself. love that lady bird that just flew past. love that cutie that served you lunch at a cafe that you’ll probably never see again. love every single cat you see and when you stop loving someone or something, don’t fight it.
when you have the hiccups while trying to sleep
*gets shit on by peers, media, the fashion industry, products and marketing*
*praised by literally everyone*
*doesn't say shit while fat women are being put down*
fuck skinny bitches
what the FUCK what htE FUCK??? YOU ARE Nt gonna get ANYhwer by shMING ANY body type...we have to LOVE evyer,,,one!!!!1111