- Me: I want to cut my hair boy short with layers and get an under cut, dye it white, wear nothng but ripped skinny jeans and studded vests over graphic tees, and refuse to eat and sleep because im too punk rock.
- Me: I want hair down to my ass and to wear flowercrowns and dresses, and just ooze glitter like a fucking fairy.
The sun isn’t bright just because I say it is. It just is. It was bright before I even knew the word for bright. I didn’t decide what it is, I acknowledged what it is.
You aren’t worth something just because I say you are. You just are. You were worth something before I even said anything. I didn’t decide that you are, I acknowledged that you are.
This is what I mean when I say “You are worth it.”
This is great.
I have no words.