What if you wake up one morning and you’re in bed with the love of your life and they have their arm around you and their snoring like a fucking ass hole, but you can’t help but to smile and you hear a baby crying and it finally hits you, you’ve made it.
you beat the demons inside you, the voices, the darkness.
I look forward to that, to knowing I made it.
this deserve so many notes
this made me start to cry. this post is so so important.
that dog is more photogenic than most teenager girls like it makes me so happy but at the same time so anGRY WHY IS IT SO PRETTY
because its happy
Today I am happy. Not because I have everything, but because I am happy with everything I have.
Here is my idea to combat street harassment. I could carry an airhorn around, and when men make harassing comments to me, I will blow it in their face. And if they call me a name or yell at me after, I’ll be like, “OH DID SOMEONE MAKE A HEINOUS AND OFFENSIVE NOISE AT YOU? WAS THAT UNPLEASANT?”