Sometimes I wonder who it is that spends their time creeping my life. Sometimes I wonder if it's someone I know and talk to often. Sometimes I want to know how it works to hate something so much but be fascinated by it all at the same time. Sometimes I wanna know how it feels to go out of your way to be repetitive for no reason at all.
And then most times, in fact all times I do me because apparently I’m doing something right. 💋
“A woman is only vulnerable when her nail polish is drying, and even then she can still pull a trigger.”—some great quote I heard somewhere once upon a time and that is very, very true (via traffic-jam-session)