boys= nasty and dress bad

me= somehow still likes boys and is disappointed in myself and thinks i should do better

(via maatangi)

You are not designed for everyone to like you.

(via deionpage)

This should be our least concern but somehow it became our greatest.

(via lisarcharles)

(Source: hedonistpoet, via d34dc45t)

I’ve become a living apology, I am sorry
an eight word poem (d.v.e)

(Source: deanvictorr, via oookillin-em)