I do not think I’m easy to define. I have a wandering mind. And I’m not anything that you think I am.
I crave space. It charges my batteries. It helps me breathe. Being around people can be so exhausting, because most of them love to take and barely know how to give. Except for a rare few.
when the time comes
I will love you too
One day I decided that I was beautiful, and so I carried out my life as if I was a beautiful girl. I wear colors that I really like, I wear makeup that makes me feel pretty, and it really helps. It doesn’t have anything to do with how the world perceives you. What matters is what you see. Your body is your temple, it’s your home, and you must decorate it.
— Gabourey Sidibe (via thatkindofwoman)
It’s hard to understand how someone exists and then, someday, just…doesn’t.
