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Take a deep breath.
This is life.
You are supposed to fuck up sometimes.
When someone tells you that you're beautiful, it's lovely.
When they're referring to what's inside, it's love.
I've been called sugar, pumpkin, honey, cupcake, sweets...all kinds of damn food.
I'm a girl, dammit.
The fastest way to kill something special, is to compare it to anything else.
Sex is dirty? Who told you that? Your parents? A teacher? Society?
Sex isn't dirty. It's a fucking celebration.
The most dangerous fucking drug I know, has a heartbeat.
I have a tendency to push people away, pretending I am strong.
What I want, is someone to see through that, hold me, and let me fall apart.
Embrace the skin you are in.
I love you guys with all my ass. I would say heart, but my ass is bigger.
Nothing known brings more agony, than having someone in your head and heart, but not in your goddamn arms.
A love letter girl in a text message world.
In our next life, please come find me sooner.
There's always one stupid chick who drinks too much, tells everyone in sight she loves them&throws up in the bushes.
I can't find my pants.
In a perfect world, there would be no hate, no fear, anxiety or grief.
And flip-flops would not make a fucking sound
When someone reaches out to you, to help you & they have absolutely nothing to gain from it, it's pretty amazing.
Pretty. Fucking. Amazing.
I'm going for a run. I have some severely unused sexual energy and tension I need to pound out.
I should be back in about eight days.
I'm not one bit fucking sorry I'm not what you wanted. I like me.
That sad and sickening feeling when what you do has become expected, and is no longer appreciated.
It's easier for some people to love, than to be loved.
Always be yourself, unless you can be a giraffe. Then, be a giraffe.
A love letter girl in a text message world. http://favstar.fm/users/the_sculptress
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