Que sera, sera.
To prove a point to my mom, reblog this if you support gay marriage and you dont live in Canada.
Be with someone who would drive five hours, just to see you for one.
(via nicolezai)
I don’t chase people anymore. I learned that I’m here, and I’m important. I’m not going to run after people to prove that I matter.
EY (via h-auptgewinn)


And here’s some pictures of Dusty sleeping like a weirdo




I literally crave affection. It’s not about sex. I crave somebody to cuddle with me, and to lay their head on my lap. I crave kisses, holding hands and running my thumb across theirs. Just looking at someone and thinking “how did I get this lucky”.

Fucking look at that


This nigga Big Body Bess is a clown

shoutout to da babe for putting me on, always.


its so hard to be positive when you’re bleeding from your vagina