love, that's life.
laura. 21. philadelphia.
It's becoming more and more difficult every day to love who I am.
click my links -> about me.dear you,i'll make you proud one day.
“Other people are not medicine.”
It took me 9 years to figure that out (via anti-fapitalism)
I literally crave affection. It’s not about sex. I crave somebody to cuddle with me, and to lay their head on my lap. I crave kisses, holding hands and running my thumb across theirs. Just looking at someone and thinking “how did I get this lucky”.
I think the real question is why should a girl shave, preen and diet herself into oblivion for a guy in sweatpants and a t shirt who hasn’t trimmed his pubes in 3 years
Please stop reblogging this I’m scared a social justice warrior is gonna find it and realise I’m a boy