Repeat after me: I am a goddess. My spirit is towering, my soul is mighty, my breasts are magnificent and my shoes are super fucking cute.
Stop losing yourself in other people. It’s not healthy.
The reblog was an accident
His face looked so scornful, so savage, and finally, gloriously, ugly. Not cute at all, just an ugly scornful boy face. I hadn’t felt such disgust for a boy since the early days, when they’d tease girls on the playground, kicking us and throwing gravel and raising their voices in high screechy mockery. ‘They do that because they like you,’ all the adults said, grinning like pumpkins. We believed them, back then. Back then we thought it was true, and we were drawn toward all that meanness because it meant we were special, let them kick us, let them like us. We liked them back. But now it was turning out our first instincts were right. Boys weren’t mean because they liked you; it was because they were mean.
don’t trust people who don’t support you as you try to grow into a more mature and self-realized person. don’t confide in people who aren’t as interested in your triumphs as they are in your downfalls.
Of course, you never really forget anyone, but you certainly release them. You stop allowing their history to have any meaning for you today. You let them change their haircut, let them move, let them fall in love again. And when you see this person you have let go, you realize that there is no reason to be sad. The person you knew exists somewhere, but you are separated by too much time to reach them again.
You teach people how to treat you by what you allow, what you stop, and what you reinforce.
Fuck I make some really stupid & careless mistakes ugh so embarrassing but fuck it they don’t last forever nothing does (: