Beyonce makes me wanna go get ready for no reason
*cha cha dances away from emotional attachment*
favorite fictional females: a female character you hated and now love
"I didn’t read your journal. I know you don’t believe me, and that’s fine. I mean, why should you? I’m just the latest girl you’ve been forced to share a room with. I remember what that was like. Being passed around all the time. I don’t think I ever felt safe until I got here. It took me a long time to trust anybody. So I get it.
man i dont even remember the first three years of my life. ha ha mustve been hella baked
And then we’re kissing. Or at least, I think we’re kissing—I’ve only seen it done a couple of times, quick closed-mouth pecks at weddings or on formal occasions. But this isn’t like anything I’ve ever seen, or imagined, or even dreamed: this is like music or dancing but better than both.