I don’t want normal and easy and simple. I want painful, difficult, devastating, life-changing, extraordinary love.
My gut tells me everything I need to know.
Everyone is just nicer to prettier people.
I don't need protecting. I am not the girl you save. I am fine.
I'm very open about the fact that it's nice when someone says you're pretty. Especially for someone like me.
You know what I've seen? Is that people who have gone through unfair, horrific experiences, is that they have this will, and when they get support, a chance, they can not only survive, they can thrive.