I love watching him sleep. There's just something about every muscle in his body completely at ease, every worry, thought, annoyance instantly put to rest. Watching my Twenty-One year old man transform into the cutest baby I've ever seen for even 45 minutes is one of my favorite things.
My hair was beautiful and long, really long. But it was heavy and hard to handle. It took my hours and hours to get it right and one moist/rainy day and it was all messy and fluffy again. So I was officially done with this whole “Growing out my hair for the wedding” thing. It doesn’t need to be that extremely long to be beautiful on my wedding day. Right now, it’s 15 cm lighter and it looks gorgeous again for the first time in a looong time. I’m in love with it!
“Fat people who love themselves scare the shit out of people who don’t love themselves. Even fat people who are TRYING to love themselves scare the shit out of people who can’t do the same. We force people to have to look at why they hate their bodies because we are “supposed” to hate ours and we don’t. And sometimes they have no idea what to do with that, so they act like assholes.”—Tigress Osborn (via erinkyan)