Staying at my friend’s parent’s house is weird cause I’m sleeping in his bed now he’s moved out but everything smells of him and I feel somewhat comfortable yet uncomfortable - I feel like he’s going to burst though the door any second like ‘Leah what the hell are you doing in my bed!?’
Poor guy though that’d give him a heart attack!
“If you are low today, look to Jesus. If you are filled with shame and guilt, look to Jesus. If your heart sings of joy, look to Jesus. If fear be dormant in your soul, look to Jesus. If you have lungs with air and a heart that beats, look to Jesus. For only in Him, is their an everlasting refuge to be found.”—T.B. LaBerge // Go Now (via tblaberge)
If a guy can't accept you for you,he doesn't deserve you it's as simple as that. Don't forget your self-worth,because some stupid guy can't see your beauty on the inside or out. Don't be a cigarette where they use you and then step on you,be a drug where the die for you. You're Beautiful,Hun and always remember that. Don't let some guy define you....😘😄😋😆 There's a guy dying to meet a girl like you,just wait on it☺️😊
That’s awesome thank you!!!!!! I’d never thought of it like that ;)
I feel like because I’m fat, guys see me as desperate, flirtatious and clingy and seen as though I just want a boyfriend.
I wonder if they’ll ever know that just because I’m overweight it doesn’t mean I WANT a boyfriend.
My self worth does not come from male attention just because I’m chubby.
A part of me wants to sit in a blanket fort, watch firefly and eat Chinese food and cuddle.
Another part of me wants to put on a beautiful dress and do my hair and makeup and go dancing and be classy and grow up
Another part of me wants to put on my old clothes, open all the windows and paint and decorate and listen to music really loudly
There’s also a part of me that wants to dress cosy and chill in my favourite coffee shop with my best friend
The other part of me wants to put on sweats and go for a long jog through the country and climb hills and crawl along rocky crevices
However there is no part of me that wants to go to work on Monday.
Up at 2:30 with a screaming baby is one thing
But having to rock them back to sleep while on creaking floorboards is soooo hard - like yes I’m going to be silent so you can finally drift back to sleep but oh wait let me walk you across the landing first aka the rolls of thunder that separate the sleeping from the weak