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stretch marks
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Ribs. I’m thin and I have stretch marks, too. The ones visible here are on my rib cage. I have stretch marks on my breasts, ribs, and hips. #wow #amazing
It’s okay. It’s okay that you can’t give me what I need. I need someone to care about me as much as I do about them. And you can’t do that. And I can’t ask you to. I can’t ask you to changed yourself for me, it’s not fair to you. And I can’t expect you to change for me, it’s not fair to me. That’s who you are, and I can’t wait for you to become someone else. But I can’t keep doing this. I want more. I want more than what you can offer me. I deserve more.
honestly i hate when people try to sugar coat shit like if you don’t like me or don’t wanna hang or don’t wanna talk to me just fucking tell me don’t keep ignoring me and expect me to figure out the hint like that’s such a bitch ass move i’d rather hear it from you than be ignored 99% of the fucking time.
Like yes slam me against a wall and kiss me roughly, dig your nails into my waist and bite my neck, scratch my back and make me crave you, make me beg you to fuck me god that shit is hot as fuck
I want someone to want to be with me so bad that they will do everything to do just that. I don’t want to be their second choice, I don’t want to be the girl you go to when no one else give you attention, I don’t want to be the girl who just makes you feel special, because in the end, you don’t actually want me. I want someone to want to be with me for me.
Confesso, eu te afastava de perto de mim pois o medo de me apaixonar por você era extremamente grande. Tomei uma decisão e de hoje em diante, enfrentarei todos os meus medos e lutarei por você. Seus olhos me dizem que você realmente vale a pena, e me arrependo amargamente por ter percebido isso só agora.
The only thing that I see that is distinctly different about me is, I am not afraid to die on a treadmill. You might have more talent than me, you might be smarter than me. But if we get on the treadmill together, there’s two things. You are getting off first. Or I am going to die. It’s that simple.
