
Valientes los que recogen sus propios pedazos y se arman solos.
Me gustan las relaciones que no son sólo amor, besos y palabras lindas si no que también sean risas, juegos, idioteces y sobrenombres… esas donde hay amistad, donde uno se siente un niño otra vez sin parar de sonreír al saber que verá a la persona que la hace sentirse mejor.
Mi madre es la persona que más sonrisas mías se merece, y al final es la que peores caras siempre se lleva.


what a beautiful person
And to the introverted theatre kids, public speakers with social anxiety, and florists with allergies.
Somewhere in the distance, Beethoven’s ghost is applauding.
my love for this post reaches no limits
not just followers, everyone.
same
I’m here if any of you need to talk<3
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The best part is, this post actually does something, it offers support, unlike one of those useless “reblog if you care” posts.
Exactly. Which is why I’ll reblog this one.
reblog this and follow the person I reblogged this from, your follower count will surely increase for the next 2 hours
tbh ive already gained 40+ this past hour how about you?
make sure you follow rules tho xx
We are the girls with anxiety disorders, filled appointment books, five-year plans. We take ourselves very, very seriously. We are the peacemakers, the do-gooders, the givers, the savers. We are on time, overly prepared, well read, and witty, intellectually curious, always moving… We pride ourselves on getting as little sleep as possible and thrive on self-deprivation. We drink coffee, a lot of it. We are on birth control, Prozac, and multivitamins… We are relentless, judgmental with ourselves, and forgiving to others. We never want to be as passive-aggressive as our mothers, never want to marry men as uninspired as our fathers… We are the daughters of the feminists who said, “You can be anything,” and we heard, “You have to be everything.”



