Bring those snazzy sneakers and a flask a'booze.

I am in love with what we are; not what we should be.
Big fucking nonconformist. Gay. Headstrong. Snarky. Unzipped about life. Demure. Heretic. A physically active dink. You be you. And I'll be me; we'll see where the sparks fly.

new diet motivation.

and that would be ellen pompeo.

yeah, it’s a woman. so what. big deal.

she’s pretty much one of the most flawless women on television i’ve see, along with debra messing and such. and yes, she’s pretty much skinny. not hardly any body fat. oh, and she supports gay rights. BAM.

and she’s skinny in a healthy way. in many interviews, she stated that she does work out, and she eats healthy foods (greens, vegetables, whole wheats, low-glycemic index foods, etc). so yeah, why not. i can do it; shit, i’ve done it before, so why not again.

and it starts RIGHT NOW, BITCHTITS!

 

oh sweet baby jesus we need one of these.

EVERYWHERE.

lmfao.

and this is how i played with my dolls as well. 

cake is done. heh.

cake is done. heh.

baking a cake with love.

baking a cake with love.

there go my thighs.

there go my thighs.

it pisses me off.

when people call other people with low self-confidence, regardless of what issue it may be, “attention seekers”.

people have no idea how hard, how real, the issue is. obviously, because that person, doesn’t have that issue themselves. so, it’s easy to not put themselves in that person’s shoes.

low self-confidence can be a deep issue. it’s just as emotionally scarring as being bullied (which, it could have possible stemmed from). it’s always there, like a blot that just will not rub out. no matter how many times you tell yourself, build yourself back up, it’ll sneak up behind you, and whisper doubt in your ear, wether it be from somebody else or your own voice. and then you are back at rock bottom.

our self-confidence is not something to toy with, to rub in our face. all we want is for you to just respect it.

woke up.

this morning with just one thought in my mind.

and that is “i’m ready to fall in love. again.”

pretty sure if my boyfriend played and sang this song to me, i’d cry.

and suck his face. repeatedly.