everydays...the same. she fights, to find her way. she hurts. she breaks. she hides, and tries to pray. she wonders why, doesn't anyone ever hear her when she cries.


Virtue and genuine graces in themselves speak what no words can utter.

William Shakespeare… (via quotedojo)


it’s so rare that you meet someone who makes you feel so warm and happy like they are like sunshine and you just want them around all the time


the moments when you realise how insecure you actually are are the worst moments


do u ever forget to sleep or eat or drink water or something and ur like “oh shit yeah I need that to live”

(Source: studip)


Pubes aren’t gross. Armpit hair isn’t gross. Leg hair isn’t gross. Fat isn’t gross. Bones that stick out aren’t gross.

Body policing is gross.