it was so pretty I made my mom pull over so I could sit in it
i’m a strong believer that not everything you do needs an explanation. if you want a tattoo, get one. if you rather stay home that night, it’s okay to miss that party. don’t forget that you’re living for yourself. you don’t owe anyone an explanation for your choices or preferences.
It bothers me that there’s so many places in the world that you’ll never go, and there’s so many people in the world that you’ll never meet. Like no matter how hard you try you wont be able to experience a fraction of anything in life.