"I definitely need more black clothes" I whisper to myself as I pile my black sweaters, skirts, pants, blouses and bras into the dresser. All my clothes are black and I can no longer tell them apart. They morph into a giant mass of void. The darkness radiates a bright black light as I am sucked in and become one with my black clothing void. "Definitely."
I don’t get these posts that go like “part of me wants to be a hot girl at the bar and the other part of me wants to read and sip tea in a bookstore”
like you can wear red lipstick and a leather jacket and sip tea and dance in the rain and go to the gym and curl up in bed and get turnt the fuck up and go to church
you can literally have it all sis
the world is yours
This is the most inspiring thing I have ever read