…you don’t look for mistakes Instead, you fight the mistakes. You accept the faults and you overlook excuses. The measure of love is when you love without measure. There are rare chances that you’ll meet the person you love and who loves you in return. So once you have it. Don’t ever let go. The chances might never come your way again.
gay people have been denied happy endings to stories about people like us for a long long time so i want to be part of the group that tries to change that - i wanna write men kissing as the sun sets and women confessing their love in the park surrounded by fireflies because we weren’t allowed to have those stories for so, so goddamn long
Today I felt proud because I bought a new bra and didn’t feel like crying when I looked in the mirror. I feel proud because I’m starting to feel confident in my own skin. I don’t know if this is the kind of thing that this blog is for, only new, but I’m proud anyway ❤️