I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.
I almost messaged you today.
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.
The Illustrated Book of Manners: A Manual of Good Behavior and Polite Accomplishments, 1866
Loving my hair u guys have no idea!
i’m so cool like… woe
Kanye & Kim going out on a date on Monday.
Supreme (via aisha.exe)
F I G U R E M Y. H E A R T. O U T.
“Happy Holidays” from the West family!
Why is it socially acceptable for a woman to dress like a “man”? Masculine. Wear her hair short, wear pants, suits even and it be acceptable.
But for a man to dress like a “woman” it’s vile. Weak. Unnatural. Disgusting even?
Women are equal to men. In strength. Ability. Creativity. And their fashion, despite what society thinks, should be available to anyone.
I don’t mind wearing dresses. Frankly, because I look fabulous in them. But more importantly because I’m perfectly fine being associated with everything a woman stands for.
Because women are fucking awesome.