remember when she won the Super Bowl last year
Next month marks the 7th year of my modelling career & I’ve been reflecting so much. It’s changed my life in ways I never imagined- from finally feeling secure in my skin, discovering amazing designers that look good on my fat ass, defying the odds, making new lifetime friends & meeting the love of my life. All because I took a chance - followed my heart & chased my dreams. The industry has torn me apart several times & challenged everything I thought I knew about myself- but I wouldn’t trade a moment… good & bad. To my colleagues, supporters, and naysayers - thank you for making me who I am today. Here’s to many more years of doing what I love- in whatever form that means xx
from left to right;
I am afraid to hold my boyfriend’s hand.
My friend’s parents sent her away.
I found death threats in my locker.
I submitted to electroshock therapy.
I lost half my friends after coming out.
My grandmother sends me hate mail.
My school won’t let me take my date to prom.
I am not here anymore.
My dad tried to beat it out of me.
No one is proud of me.
This showed up on my blog again. Forever reblog.
The “I am not here anymore.”
Oh my. This hit hard.
i don’t even care that this isn’t black and white.
I thought this was going to be educational…. it was
I love you so much, but this is where I am now, and this is who I am now, and I need you to let me go. As much as I want to, I can’t live in your book anymore.
regular show is the only good thing
i want to kiss you and take cute pictures with you and go on stupid dates but I also want tO DESTRYO YOU AT MAR IO KART