In the beginning of my fifteenth year my mother decided I was depressed. Stuck in a small town trying to make the best of my life, however long it may be. I love every single one of you, you're all gorgeous and wonderful. Music soothes the soul, books are an escape. Live fearless, love fearless, be fearless.
when someone cries because you said something nice to them, they’re someone who you need to protect because they haven’t seen enough kindness in the world.
how come when someone decides to eat only fruits and vegetables people commend them for their “willpower” and “diligence” but when i decide to eat a diet composed entirely of mozzarella sticks and vodka suddenly i’m “out of control” and “putting myself in danger”