Genesis. Open Minded. I'm in love. Flowers are the definition of beauty. My imperfections make me perfect and my vagina is magical. Just blowin' in the wind. In this world, to love, to discover, & conquer! My story is goin' and let it get rollinnn' ~
hello 911 yes i’d like to report a murder
this bitch killed my vibe
Ugh how do you expect me to decide what college to attend or who I want to marry or what I want to do for the rest of my life
I CAN’T EVEN DECIDE WHERE TO PUT A STICKER BECAUSE PEELING OFF THE BACK AND HAVING IT STAY IN ONE PLACE FOREVER IS TOO BIG OF A COMMITMENT FOR ME TO LIVE WITH
You don’t need to buy my expensive things or take me out to dinner every night or even every weekend. I don’t need the world or want the world. I want the little things. If you push my hair out of face or rub my back. Or if you randomly kiss my cheek. Or text me randomly saying you miss me. Or if you make a tweet about me or post a picture of us on instagram. Then that’s all I care about. I want the little things. I care way more about that, than anything else.
Cindy Clark, a Pennsylvania-based dog breeder decided to share these images of her then 3-month-old nephew with a few 3-week-old French bulldog puppies.
the loneliest people are the kindest.
the saddest people smile the brightest.
the most damaged people are the wisest.
all because they do not wish to see anyone else suffer the way they do.
When someone says my name.
And I sit there and realise how little people say it.
How little I hear it.
How nice it is to hear it once and a while.