"I firmly believe in small gestures: pay for their coffee, hold the door for strangers, over tip, smile or try to be kind even when you don’t feel like it, pay compliments, chase the kid’s runaway ball down the sidewalk and throw it back to him, try to be larger than you are— particularly when it’s difficult. People do notice, people appreciate. I appreciate it when it’s done to (for) me. Small gestures can be an effort, or actually go against our grain (“I’m not a big one for paying compliments…”), but the irony is that almost every time you make them, you feel better about yourself. For a moment life suddenly feels lighter, a bit more Gene Kelly dancing in the rain."
before you send someone an ugly message perhaps exfoliate your skin, set some life goals and contemplate why you’ve reached this point
Slowly replacing the negative thoughts with colors and beautiful things.
leggings as pants are fine as long as i can’t see your vagina outline like i’m not signing up for that shit
because it’s all a big secret right
NO I JUST REALLY DON’T WANNA SEE OTHER GIRLS’ VAGINAS OK MY GOD THIS IS NOT A SOCIAL ISSUE I JUST DON’T LIKE LOOKING AT STRANGERS’ GENITALS
fuck summer i want it to be dark and misty and frigid and october
what if people’s hair changed color based on their emotions
like one day you’re out getting a cup of coffee and you notice some cutie in the back of the coffeeshop and your hair starts turning bright pink and you do you best to try to hide it but you can’t help but look over and
they’re just sitting there, staring at you, their face as flushed as their locks
when they show a scene from two seasons ago in the “previously on” you know something fishy is about to happen
can’t wait for fall to start so i can stop wearing the same two pairs of shorts all the time and start wearing the same two pairs of jeans all the time