I took this photograph of my cousin’s baby, Jihaad, whom i love with all of my heart.
Lately i feel as if everyone expects you to be perfect and nothing but that. Your looks are your everything because at the end of the day it’s what makes the first impression and gets you that hot guy you’ve been eyeing all year. They say that it’s okay to be who you are because we live in a society where you’re free to express yourself and be who you want to be. But it’s all lies. Even though they might say that, it’s still expected of you to be this ideology of perfect. As soon as you’re anything but that you’re immediately excluded from your peers, whether it be purposefully, unintentionally or just said at the back of your mind. I think that this is why girls are resorting to extremities of all sorts and it’s quite sad. No one’s okay with their body until they fit the perfect tag. What is prefect anyway? And who deciphers perfection? I would just like to know who gives someone the right to judge another because they don’t fall under this so-called category of perfect because it’s fucking up everything and most importantly, it’s creating a world of insecure girls who are nothing less than beautiful.
COYOTE UGLY IS MY FAVOURITE MOVIE OF ALL TIME AND I WON’T HESITATE TO SAY THAT EVER.
A photograph taken by me. lol.
Das my man, Troye.
Aw, this is by far the cutest thing ever.
It always happens that way.
The first meet and greet between Caspar (middle pouter) and I.
Just recently I’ve experienced this myself. It’s honestly heartbreaking to say the least. You feel your friendship bestfriendship just slowly break away, and there’s no way you can stop it from happening. You feel as though you’ve lost a part of you. The person you once knew so well, the person who once knew you so well, your other half, your accomplice in life, they become a distant memory. I know that sounds dramatic, but that is honestly what happens. I hated every second, and i would never wish this event upon anyone. Not even my worst enemy.