So don’t tell me I am pretty. Tell me I am courageous. Tell me I am strong. Tell me I am intelligent. Tell me I am honest or truthful or vulnerable. Tell me I have it together. Tell me you respect me. But don’t focus on my appearance. I am not here to be something you can look at, or show off to others. I am a person. I have value.
I wish people would leave Amanda bynes alone bc she was diagnosed with bipolar disorder and schizophrenia and her mom took her off her medication against doctors orders and now she’s having a manic episode and all of these people are making fun of her
she literally cannot control how she acts and she’s unaware that the way she’s acting is abnormal and it’s really shitty that people are laughing at her expense
Ahh the sweet smell of being replaced
on my grave, it will read “regretting all the ships that never sailed” and some people will think it’s poetic, but others will know
Here’s a test:
I’m holding a baby in one hand and a petri dish holding a fetus in the other.
I’m going to drop one. You chose which.
If you really truly believe a fetus is the same thing as a baby, it should be impossible for you to decide. You should have to flip a coin, that’s how impossible the decision should be.
Shot in the dark, you saved the baby.
Because you’re aware there’s a difference.
Now admit it
if internet explorer is brave enough to ask you to be your default browser then you’re brave enough to ask that girl out
*knocks you out with a calculator* bet you weren’t counting on that