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Stop slut shaming girls with big boobs and/or an ass. They wear the shit skinny girls wear but are immediately associated with being a hoe because it fits them differently.
FUCK YES SCREAM THIS SHIT FUCKING LOUDER
The 10 Best Things About Being a Lesbian That No One Tells You
1. Kissing a girl is totally amazing. Its so much softer, sexier and lovelier than kissing a guy.
2. You get to snuggle with someone who’s not covered in body hair.
3. Watching The L-word with your girlfriend
4. You don’t wake up to a boner sticking into your back.
5. Women smell a lot better than men
6. Women have boobs, which you get to touch.
7. You never ever have to experience pregnancy scares.
8. Another woman knows exactly how to touch you and at what speed.
9. When you move in with your girlfriend, your wardrobe literally doubles.
10. The sex is better, which has actually been proven by science.
no one ever talks about the beauty of falling out of love. one day your universe is this other person - you see galaxies in their eyes, you read your future from their palms, you fall asleep to their heartbeat - and yes, there is beauty in all of it. and then suddenly, theyβre gone and it hurts in places youβve never felt before. and the pain colors everything for a while - the way you canβt quite taste your food, and music reaches your ears and not your heart, and laughing doesnβt come from your belly, but from your mouth. it is ugly for a while, but then, one night, you look up at the sky as you walk home, and you see galaxies - millions of stars shining upon you and for you and you feel small, so small, but also important, grand, brilliant, because you are right here, right now and you have the privilege to watch them shine. they exist in thousands of years, some are long gone and others still burn bright - and yet you, just you, the ordinary broken-hearted you get to witness their light. and you begin to heal, slowly. and dreams fill your nights, and you can see a future again, and happiness for yourself and in yourself. you have dreams of your own, beautiful and bright and big, and a little bit frightening. you fall out of love slowly - out of love with this other person, this other universe, and you fall in love with yourself. and baby - itβs the most marvelous thing there is, watching you discover yourself in your depths, watching you reach towards yourself for strength. itβs the most beautiful thing watching you grow from a star and into a galaxy.
I need
A girl that will make me stop and listen to what she has to say. I need a girl who will make my jaw drop in awe. A girl that has time for me. One who does not throw herself at me. One who respects herself, who has a sense of herself. A beautiful girl to come home to, to make all of the hard work feel worth it. A girl that wants to know about my past and why I am the way I am. One that will ask me about my childhood and what I think about at night when I’m all alone. A girl that has my back no matter what but will call me out on my bullshit. One that will fight for me as much as I will fight for her, a girl that will show me off as much as I will show her off. One who is loyal and won’t try to make me jealous. I just need a girl that is all about me and only me, no playing games or fucking around. Where is she?
Same. Same.
Anonymous asked:
moreweights-deactivated20160406 answered:
If I was a mature person I’d tell you to tell him you don’t appreciate him making comments like that.
But I’m not mature so I think you should tell him you’ve felt bread harder than his dick.
women grow hair on their boobs and their butts and their legs and their arms and their stomachs and their face and really anywhere their genetics decides to have hair and it is perfectly normal what isnt normal is men who have never touched a razor trying to shame women for not looking like a hairless baby
are cute dates and rough sex too much to ask for
