While I may be the first woman in this office, I will not be the last—because every little girl watching tonight sees that this is a country of possibilities.
its becoming more and more depressing each night to change from my day time joggers to my night time joggers, lay down on my air mattress in the corner of my sisters room, and watch netflix til i fall asleep
*Playing Euchre*
“Pick it Up”
My brain:
Don’t say it
Don’t say it
Don’t say it
Don’t say it
Don’t say it
Don’t say it
Don’t say it
Don’t say it
Me: What’s trump again?
my little sister always ends every call with “i love you”, comes in my room every night to say “goodnight i love you”, and even sends “i love you” texts when shes at sleepovers and if thats not the sweetest thing idk what is :’)