me when i find out i have a substitute for my worst subject
"I got dressed this morning. For myself.
Put on eye liner. for myself.
Put on my favorite red lipstick. for myself.
Showed a bit of skin. for myself
I wanted to be beautiful. For myself."
"Tumblr is literally all my thoughts i never say combined onto a dashboard."
"Do not chase people. Be you and do your own thing and work hard. The right people who belong in your life will come to you, and stay."
when life gets hard just remember dicks get hard too but they don’t stay hard forever and pretty soon things cool down and go back to normal just stick it out when it’s done you’ll feel a lot better
getting older is scary can i stop
"I’m an adult, but not like a real adult"
"hey do you have any cool plans for the break?"
"I firmly believe in small gestures: pay for their coffee, hold the door for strangers, over tip, smile or try to be kind even when you don’t feel like it, pay compliments, chase the kid’s runaway ball down the sidewalk and throw it back to him, try to be larger than you are— particularly when it’s difficult. People do notice, people appreciate. I appreciate it when it’s done to (for) me. Small gestures can be an effort, or actually go against our grain (“I’m not a big one for paying compliments…”), but the irony is that almost every time you make them, you feel better about yourself. For a moment life suddenly feels lighter, a bit more Gene Kelly dancing in the rain."
Some women want to be house wives and some women want to be Harvard professors and some women want to be porn stars and some women want to be nuns and some women want to be surgeons and there is nothing wrong with anyone’s profession I am sick of people being rude to women about their professions oh my god