I’m sorry grey face. I’m happy I found my master a year ago. I’m happy I met him several years back. Maybe in an alternate universe or in another life we are together and all your wishes come true. (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*: ･ﾟ✧♡
So aside from the damn pimple on my forehead I was looking not too shabby today. I love my lips in the first photo!
Almost. It’s a big word for me. I feel it everywhere. Almost home. Almost happy. Almost changed. Almost, but not quite. Not yet. Soon, maybe."
Joan Bauer (via rauchwolken)
Do you ever get like super vulnerable late at night that you just want to spill your heart out and say how you feel because you’ve been holding it in for so long and you just need some ventilation and there’s just something about two in the morning that makes me lose my filter and say the things I would never have the guts to say when the sun is up.
the nights were mainly made for saying things that you can’t say tomorrow day
I’m all for breastfeeding babies but this is exactly how I feel about it. Like no.
do you want to cuddle and play video games all night?