(i was yoncez)
"The only person I know how to be is me and that’s it."
I believe we have a choice in this world about how to tell sad stories. On the one hand, you can sugar coat it. The way they do in movies and romance novels. Where beautiful people learn beautiful lessons. Where nothing is too messed up that can’t be fixed with an apology and a Peter Gabriel song. I like that version just as much as the next girl does, believe me. It’s just not the truth. This is the truth… sorry.
do you ever get friendlust. like. you just see someone and you’re like. man. i have such a friendcrush on you. i wanna be ur friend so bad. i wanna be more than a friend. i wanna be a BEST friend u hear me. ur so cool. i admire u a lot and ur so funny. plz b my bffl. i will treat u right. let me be ur drake-friend. no other friend will treat u like i would
I hate when a person says they’ve had a bad day and everyone, instead of trying to cheer them up, enters a competition of who’s had the shittest life
you: that is a nice ass shirt
me: thank you but, to be honest, its called “pants” and not an “ass shirt”
It honestly breaks my heart to think that somewhere in the world right now, Jennifer Lawrence (in addition to multiple other women) may very well be crying her eyes out because her privacy has been greatly compromised in one of the most awful ways possible. This is so fucking disgusting and whoever did this is a fucking low-life pig.
if you’re a s t r o n g f e m a l e you don’t need permission