All I want to do this summer is make money and become a better person.
No one truly knows the real me. I spread my life in bits & pieces across the board between people I’ve met throughout my life. Some know my secrets, some know about my past, some know about my heartbreaks, some know about my successes… but no one knows everything.
hope tumblr lasts another 20 years so i can liveblog my midlife crisis
“I was really writing a book I wanted to read […] I wanted to read a book that had no codes, no little notes explaining things to white people, no little clues. Just something that I already knew, and what was more provocative about it.”
I’m in love with these two
😂😂her facial expression
