I made that driving test my bitch! I has a license!
i need life to stop. just put on pause for just a moment. i need some time to catch my breath.
i’m probably going to throw up now.
shoes click down an empty corridor never good enough for what the world longs for. always wrong. never in the right. why am i constantly losing the fight? not worth it. failure omnipresent. tripping, falling, entrapment; found in the tangled vines around my feet. hot and heavy hatred. you loved me, once, now never again. burning bridges far and wide. too far gone and never...
So then, you are no longer a slave but a child. And since you are His child, God...– Galatians 4:7 (via godsradicaldaughter)
This one is for YOU, girl. You’re a boomin’ sista! I like your top...– Melanie makes my life. “Mel! Mel! Melanie! MEL!!!!!….Mooom, mom, MOM!” “WHAT!?”