She did not need much, wanted very little. A kind word, sincerity, fresh air, clean water, a garden, kisses, books to read, sheltering arms, a cozy bed, and to love and be loved in return.
I want to get my future girlfriend to go to a bar with me and then we just do our own thing once inside. Once guys start hitting on her, I walk up and introduce myself, then drop the shittiest pickup line I can think of. Then she swoons over my 1-liner and eventually we both walk out together and leave the other guys confused and frustrated.
makearebelofme WE ARE DOING THIS
It’s so fucking weird how girls can just tell when our periods start. Like the exact fucking moment. You’re just sitting in bed or standing in line for groceries and your face does that thing kind of like in That’s so Raven when Raven gets a vision
Ignoring your passion is slow suicide. Never ignore what your heart pumps for. Mold your career around your lifestyle not your lifestyle around your career.