My wife found an 11-year-old girl's diary at the antique store. She read me an entry from 1957 in which the girl writes: “I didn't go to school today because of my feet. I've been soaking them all day.” Now my wife and I are crying.
Omg it was so nice seeing Lucy & her girls. Nearly died of laughter when Jenny said she sees my snap stories of me crashing out over my studying, & it cracked me up even more when Jenny said to crash out on fb too so she can see LMAOOO missed them so much <3
reminder that you're allowed to fall in love during your healing process. someone will love the unhealed version of you just as much as the one you're working to become. you're worthy of love even when you aren't the best version of yourself. you can always start again.
they'd never convince me misandry is an actual issue when misogyny kills women, abuses them, oppresses them, takes away their rights every day, everywhere
Meu ovário toda vez que eu vejo uma mãe que abriu mão da própria vida, largou carreira, sonhos, ambições e vive descalça e grávida na beira de um fogão casada com um homem inútil (é o meu pior pesadelo)