Dream hair & style
(Source: iwantthishair)
(Source: fabulousbrows)
My fingertips touch the cool glass.
City lights shine bright across an almost
set sun.
These lights do not shine for me.
Dashboard shadows repeat themselves over and over.
Why do I not feel so worthy tonight?
Hard hands hold the steering wheel strong.
Where is my style, my grace? That would fill a room with silver
do drops on foggy scapes.
Imagine. The girl at the county fair.
Skirt folds towards her legs
at every step. Every laugh is like music.
Her smile softens every heart.
While the center of my soul ceases to beat.
My cotton candy fun can’t
compare.
I continue pretending to be strong.
Try this okra curry So good! If you’re searching at an Indian market, Gram (chickpea) flour is the one. The flour works great when frying up Brussels sprouts too.
This has to be my favorite dress!
I’ll take my coffee black. nix the moo juice.
Read. It’s time for people to realize that we participate regularly in bullshit. We constantly perpetuate the problems we advocate against. It’s not about wearing TOMS.