Our hearts beat so loud the neighbours think we’re fucking when I’m just trying to find the nerve to touch your face.
In 1937 two women caused a car accident by wearing shorts in public for the first time.
My mother says most people have heartbeats
that are knocking on doors that will never ever open,
and I know my heart is a broken freezer chest
‘cause I can never keep anything frozen.
So no, I am not “always crying.”
I am just thawing outside of the lines.
the first step towards confidence is not being afraid to be ugly
once you get over the fear of being unattractive and stop equating beauty with other good things in life (friends, love, happiness) it’s a lot easier to love yourself unconditionally
your job is not to sit around and be pretty and easy on everyone else’s eyes
your job is to do whatever the fuck you want and look however the fuck you want while doing it
Those freezing Michigan days where i was always always always so cold but we would have sex for hours just to keep warm then shower together with your strong hands all over me til we would finally get hungry enough to bundle up and amble all over Ann Arbor at 1am for food only to come home and collapse into bed where you’d strip me all over again but I didn’t even mind.
I'm a desert child
and mountains make me nauseous