Falling in love with yourself is as beautiful as any experience of love is. It’s learning to laugh at your awkward tendencies and smile at all your quirky habits. It’s learning to be grateful for the many sides you have – confident, crazy, shy, sexy, nerdy, angry, weird, and all the rest of them. It is realizing that you’re one of a kind and that you deserve to give the world the best person you can be. Falling in love with yourself is being happy in your life and knowing that in this one moment in time, you’re beautiful simply because you are you.
Shopping for bras and blouses with my faghags. I really don’t know where I would be without them. #TheseBitshes
Shit this is me right now.
I have to make a decision and I have decided that it will be that I do not care. But it makes me question whether it is worth it all?
I have put up a wall for too long and if I break it down, then I will be the one who will regret it later.
Decisions. Decisions. Decisions.
There comes a point when you either embrace who and what you are, or condemn yourself to be miserable all your days. Other people will try to make you miserable; don’t help them by doing the job yourself.