fuck dating girls who are “naturally pretty.” date girls who are supernaturally pretty. date a hot ass ghost. date a fucking alien
Stop apologizing for the things you enjoy eating.
Stop apologizing for the things you enjoy wearing.
Stop apologizing for how you prefer to spend your day.
Stop apologizing for the things that make you happy.
Raise your hand if you’re straddling the line between crippling anxiety and not giving any fucks about anything
I would rather wander around a store for 9 hours than ask an employee where something is and this I do not understand