There’s an end to every storm. Once all the trees have been uprooted, once all the houses have been ripped apart, the wind will hush. The clouds will part. The rain will stop. The sky will clear in an instant. And only then, in those quiet moments after the storm, do we learn who was strong enough to survive it.
if you didnt have an avril lavigne phase youre a liar
Phase? I still think she’s wonderful.
I think the concept of virginity was created by men who thought their penises were so important it changes who a woman is.
realist shit I have ever read.
reblogging again because everyone needs to see this post