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Pictures are the thoughts that words can not express. An insight into my mind, life and imagination. P.S - I am fucking infactuated with Beyonce
~ Friday, May 24 ~
“ It is okay to want your own happiness. It’s okay to care about yourself the most. You are not obligated to sit there and smile and swallow every bit of shit everyone heaps on you. You are more than furniture, you’re more than window dressing, you’re not their shiny toy. You’re human, and you have the right to say “That was shitty of you”. You have a right to protest your own mistreatment and set boundaries for respectful interactions. The rest of the world doesn’t realize you have this right, and they will act offended and appalled when you exercise it, but it is yours.
— (via hedgehoglife)
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