Now I'm confused.

fall in love with someone who wants you, who waits for you. who understands you even in the madness, someone who helps you, and guides you, someone who is your support, and your hope. fall in love with someone who talks with you after a fight. fall in love with someone who misses you and wants to be with you. do not fall in love only with a body or a face or with the idea of being in love

when the universe uses a tumblr post in order to get your attention

Do you ever listen to a song and remember exactly what life was like when you first heard it?

it is truly awful and evil that there are millions of young girls being told that covering any imperfection in their skin and lengthening their eyelashes so as to better frame their face and trying desperately to hide the natural shape of their nose is art. that this learned practice of picking out everything you’ve been taught to hate about yourself and systematically concealing or altering these things so as to make yourself more appealing is “a form of art”. there is nothing creative about the need to ~Be Beautiful~ at the expense of being yourself

I hate that all of the replies to this are some form of “Well I feel better about MY crippling insecurities when I wear Kat Von D brand makeup so SUCK MY FUCKING DICK AND LET ME DO WHAT I WANT, OKAY?” Like…this post isn’t to “shame” people who use make up or some moral judgement on people who wear makeup, it’s a critique of this culture that tells women that they’re ugly unless they spend countless hours fretting over every “flaw” that culture tells them is hideous and trying to constantly change the way they look so that they can feel validated by others.

Today I called a girl homophobic as a joke and she almost started crying

She said “my neighbors are a lesbian couple! I’m the least homophobic person you’ll ever meet”

this could so be a movie scene