I love candles, white wine, feathers, christmas, snow, painting walls, cats, diet coke, fire places, daisies, cooking, not being grown up yet, dancing on my own, breakfast tea, wearing my nails supershort, wiggling my eyebrows, cold days, waking up early, morning dust, walking alone for hours, fashion, birdsong, spring, rainy days, fog, san francisco, water melon




I hate my stomach and my thighs. I hate my hair and my teeth. I hate how my clothes look on me, I hate my voice. I hate how I talk to people. I hate my personality. I hate that everything gets to me and I care too much. I hate that I’m never smart enough. I hate that I’m not enough for anyone. I just want to be everything that I’m not.

(Source: fuckology, via sareia)