Do It.

Do it.

Girlhood is a spectrum. It's a whole day with my Odetari "In mah hottie era rn, bish!" playlist and a whole night with my Lana Del Rey "Life is mean, I'm in my sad girl era" playlist.

I feel so fucking powerful knowing the fact that NO ONE has the power to hurt me, because I am genuinely grateful to be whatever crap I am, how ethereally gorgeous god made me and how much I love myself to the point that not even the stars and flowers, purple galaxies and beautiful trees, gorgeous red sunset and deep oceans don't match the level of lethal beauty I posses.

Fuck, you're the hottest woman alive.

literally my life rn im so fuckin happy

I love crying, even when I'm experiencing the situations which make me want to steal a gun and pew pew myself.

Let me tell you one thing.

Crying doesn't make you weak. Crying isn't bad. Crying isn't unhealthy and negative.

I am strong, and yes, I cry. Yes, we exist.

Crying is like releasing your pain in a healthy and comforting way. Crying is both biologically and psychologically benificial and is healthy. Crying is the healthiest and most comforting coping method.

When I have the shittiest days and come home, I cry it all out and just after LIKE TWO MINUTES, I turn into the hottest, most sassiet supermodel ever, putting on my lip gloss and trying cat walks and famous model walks. It's therapy. Once you cry it all out, you immediately feel better.