I have a tab open of a picture of Harriett Tubman that I switch to whenever my parents walk in and think I’m doing homework.
I think I’ve been doing it since fifth grade idk why they haven’t caught on I just stare intently at the picture until they leave.
i wish i was a mermaid so i could have a nice shiny tail and a pretty seashell bra and a beautiful voice that i could use to entice cute boys and make them crash their ships and drown at sea so human women could rise as the dominate gender of the land
If you want to change something about yourself, whether it is your hair color, your makeup, or your nose, I support you. If you do not, then I support you in that. I urge you to do exactly what you want to do to make yourself feel beautiful. And I’m not talking about beauty according to magazine standards or Hollywood standards, but your standards.