st. john's university `15
following back everyone until i find a tumblr gf♡
He taught me how to love myself. Before him, I was unbelievably insecure. I would look down when I walked in the street; I always wore clothes to cover my body, even in the summer time; and I never thought that anyone would even find me attractive, let alone fall in love with me. But he did. He loved each and every inch of me. He admired my body constantly, and would always tell me I look fine when I was getting dressed. I always thought he was just trying to get me out of the house faster, which sometimes was the case. But mostly, he really meant it. And over time I developed this self-confidence that I never thought I would have. He taught me how to let things go & that I need to stop dwelling on stuff that’s unimportant. I need to stop letting the smallest things get to me and allowing them to have such a big effect on my mood. This one I’m still working on but it’s slowly getting better. He introduced me to new movies and music. I probably never would have watched the Marvel films or listened to Childish Gambino’s album if he hadn’t put me on. He gave me a lot. He gave me all of him. But things change. I think mostly I changed. I’m not the same girl I was at 17 when we fell in love. I’m almost a 22-year-old woman and I need more than he can give me right now. Although it was so hard and it really hurt my heart, I know I made the right decision for us to go our separate ways. We just need to find ourselves, find out who we are, and maybe then we can find our way back to each other like we did once before. I will always love you babe; and I will never love anyone more. Thank you for the past four years <3
The Wests x Alexander Wang
We’ve officially reached that annoying time of year where it’s sweater weather in the morning, but by midday you die from a heatstroke.