Why? Why do so many of us wait for “our turn,” for someone to come to us and sweep us off our feet?
WARNING: if you are a Jemi fan, you WILL be triggered!!!!!
My dad flooded my world with alternatives to the norm. Showing me the kind of person I want to be and setting the bar high for the kind of man I’d want to be with
Love the body you’ve got. Love it hard.
You have never been comfortable around people your own age, because you’ve felt like you were years ahead of them. But for some reason, you love spending time with children.
Not only is Queen Bey bootilicious, she also happens to have thighs I would quite literally die for.
We would be loved and adored by someone that wasn’t obligated but wanted to be here. When you picked me, you picked us.
Tim Burton’s Hansel And Gretel. These threads are always filled with the same answers (A Serbian Film, Requiem for a Dream, etc) but the fucked up thing about this is that it aired only once on Halloween night in 1983 on the Disney Channel.
Appreciate the little things.
Hey, social media, this is my official go f**k yourself, because I love every inch of my body and I will not apologize for that.