Happy girl on the moon.
i just want to model and not worry about people leaving me
i want to model ugh
Model for me baby
There is nothing prettier than a city at 5 AM with its empty streets and cold wind.
-say lol after literally everything
-be polite as shit
-be tolerant of literally everything (sex orientation, race, gender, hair color, seriously…. I’m cool with YOU)
-understand that even though I post cool af stuff, that doesn’t mean I will get any notes at all and that doesn’t matter
Tumblr has also taught me that no matter what, there is always someone out there that understands :) xx
Be the girl he wants… not the girl that wants him.
Not a big fan of other girls. However, I am humble. I am patient. And if I feel belittled by any girl, pretty or not, a best friend or an ex lover. I am me and I’ll prevail alone.
i got introduced to this girl who’s an art major in college and while we were talking she told me that true artists suffer for their art and i asked her if she suffers for her art and she kind of sat there for a second and then she was just like “one time i couldn’t draw two eyes similar enough to each other so i curled up on the floor and cried for like fifteen minutes”
Wifey isn’t a girl who smokes and fucks you whenever. Wifey is a woman who motivates you and makes sure you ain’t slippen in life
“She has no problems, she lives in the rich neighborhood”
“You can come over and spend money on gas, you’re richer than I am”
“Oh stop complaining poor little rich girl waaaaa”
“You have a way nicer house than me you’re so rich”
“I wish I had all the things you do”
Years of these comments. They build up. People who say these things to me don’t understand. They don’t realize that riches are not based on money. You are truly rich when you can be happy with things of non material matter. They don’t realize, they are the ones of true riches.
Take a day in ‘the rich girl’s shoes’. A week even. Materials compare in no way to love.
