There are nights, like tonight, where I just want to break down and cry. Where I feel not just alone, but lonely.
I can’t shake the feeling that I’m supposed to be someone else, somewhere else. Like my life right now isn’t the life I’m supposed to be living.
Do I move? Pack up my car and just drive away or maybe buy a plane ticket to some far off place and get drunk on local liquor?
What so I do? Where do I go from here? I’m not quite sure… But, I’ll get past it. I always do.
Hope is a dangerous thing. It’ll lift you up to the highest point, then it will drop you down faster than you can blink. Hope is eternal… And in the end, fatal.
Anonymous asked: Favorite place you want live but you have to live there with your worse enemy? Or worst place and favorite person? And why on both!
Favorite place, worst person: Well, my favorite place would have to be either Paris or Dublin. Not that I’ve been to either (or can remember going). However, if I could, I’d love to live there. And I don’t have a worst person in my life because I don’t let that kinda shit in. So, this kinda sucks. Lol.
Worst place, favorite person: Worst place would have to be Georgia… Fucking place sucked. No offense to those who live there… But, I am so not built for humidity. Or warm rain. What is that all about? But, if my favorite people lived there, I’d be there and happy… Ish.
this is my favorite thing tyra banks has ever said
Tyra Banks can be problematic as hell, but I really like this.
my dear followers please please watch this!!
you’re not allowed to like the things i like because i hate you
be careful making wishes in the dark
Some days I feel like Beyonce and some days I feel like Rihanna…
As long as I can’t watch an episode of a popular sitcom without having to sit through multiple sexist comments or “jokes”, I am a feminist.
As long as women have to face the rational fear of being sexually assaulted every time they walk home past dark while men don’t, I am a feminist.
As long as misogyny exists in any country in this world, I am a feminist.
As long as women are being raped, then stoned to death or forced to marry their rapist, I am a feminist.
As long as companies promote men to be managers when there are women who are equally as or better qualified, because they find that men look more authoritative, I am a feminist.
As long as women (her choice of clothes, her friendly nature, her weakness, her choice to drink alcohol) get blamed when men rape them, I am a feminist.
As long women’s opinions on online social networks are dismissed with phrases like “tits or gtfo”, “get back to the kitchen”, “are you pms’ing?”, I am a feminist.
As long as dressing like a women is degrading for men and as long as men are insulted with phrases like “you throw like a woman, ”clearly implying that being like a woman is shameful, I am a feminist.
As long as both men are women are expected to work, but taking care of children and the household are still largely considered a woman’s job, I am a feminist.
As long as boys and girls are treated differently, expected to act differently, and surrounded by different toys and colours from the day they are born, I am a feminist.
As long as topless women aren’t allowed in public unless they’re on the cover of a men’s magazine, I am a feminist.
As long as women who have sex frequently are generally told they are “sluts,” “lacking self-respect,” and “lacking morals” by both men and women, while men who frequently have sex are “just being men” and it’s “natural for them,” I am a feminist.
As long as there are places where women have to pay more for health insurance than men, I am a feminist.
As long as men experience situations with equal gender representation as female-dominated, and don’t consider a group discussion equal unless there are significantly more men then women participants (as has been proven), I am a feminist.
As long as there are men who think it’s their wife or girlfriend’s duty to have sex with him whenever he wants, I am a feminist.
As long as the word feminism (“the movement aimed at equal rights for women”) has a negative connotation, I am a feminist.
As long as misogynist people exist, I am a feminist.
I WILL NEVER NOT REBLOG.
I do not spew profanities. I enunciate them clearly, like a fucking lady.
sometimes i think i might be bi but then
i’d rather climb a mountain than go in a cave, you feel me
‘cause you can see everything on a mountain but you never know what’s lurking in a cave
are you implying that any given vagina may or may not contain a bear
I’m slowly accepting the fact that I’m not the girl you take home to introduce to mom and dad. I’m not the girl that you introduce to your best friends. I’m not the girl that stays the night and you make breakfast for in the morning. I’m slowly accepting the fact that I’m not going to be the girl you call when you’re scared or nervous or tired and just want someone to talk to before you go to be. I’m not the girl that you call every morning just to tell her to have a good day.
And you know what… I’m kind of glad I’m not that girl. She’s sounds fucking dull.