🖤

We deserve someone who is more loyal to us than we are to our selves. ✨💋

[unpretentious-bitch]

It's my 14 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

Wow.

[unpretentious-bitch]

Today marks my first day as a Virtual Assistant, and I’m honestly so happy and grateful. It feels good to be in a field connected to my past experience, even if it’s something new to learn.

I’ll be real — I cried earlier. Sometimes, I doubt myself and think I’ll never be great at anything, especially when I’m still learning. I struggle with my communication skills, my temper, and taking things step by step. But I remind myself: growth doesn’t happen overnight.

In the past, working in the food industry was tough. I faced body shaming and bullying because of my weight. People would treat others kindly but laugh at me when they thought I wasn’t looking. It hurt — especially when I’d go home exhausted, with swollen feet and legs.

But now, I’m in a better place mentally. I’m choosing to be grateful, to keep learning, and to move forward no matter how slow it feels. I just hope to never experience that kind of judgment again — because no one deserves to be shamed for how they look.

Here’s to new beginnings, patience, and doing our best — even when it’s hard. 💖

[paper-wounds]

[bebs-art-gallery]

Loyalty (1869)

— by Briton Rivière

[itscyran]

REBLOG IF YOU USED TUMBLR IN 2011 - 2013

If so, you knew how turnt Tumblr use to be

[unpretentious-bitch]

Verity Took Over My Dreams

Hey Tumblr friends! Hahaha, it’s been a while.

So here’s the thing: I haven’t read a book in the past 10 years. The last one I picked up was Looking for Alaska by John Green. But the other night I was bored out of my mind — Jam was busy watching True Beauty on Netflix (I’d already seen it), so I grabbed Verity by Colleen Hoover.

And… what the hell did I just read? That book didn’t just get under my skin, it set up camp there.

The twist, the manipulation, the blurred lines between truth and performance. it’s the kind of story that leaves you questioning everything. Verity faking her condition was my breaking point. If she could do that, how could I believe the letter? It felt like another layer of her game, one last manipulation from beyond the grave.

It’s been living rent-free in my head so much that I dreamed about it last night. I wasn’t Lowen or Jeremy; I was just some invisible observer watching the chaos unfold, stuck inside Colleen Hoover’s haunted dollhouse of red flags. Woke up spooked, heart still racing, and immediately told Jam about it because I couldn’t keep it to myself.

This book isn’t just a thriller — it’s a psychological sinkhole. Even after the last page, it keeps pulling you in.

[what-iz-life]

Be so fucking proud of yourself for passing the hardest moments alone while everyone believed you were fine.

[i-wanna-kill-her]

Low-key guilty of the lies I made to keep myself safe. It'll spread like wildfire, I know; but if it means not having to discuss things I'm trying so hard to protect, then I'll do it again, in an instant, even if my tongue gets caught in the blade.

— 1/20/23

[titsay]

[unpretentious-bitch]

Siguro nga sakin yung mali. Kasi hindi eto yung nakasanayan? Hindi ko alam. Pero sobrang bigat sa puso. Sorry for not being enough. 

[unpretentious-bitch]

Sorry for being always frustrated.

[deadlypoetacademia]

All i said is i deserve casual intimacy, life talks at midnight while looking at the moon, trips to museums and abandoned castles, handwritten letters, deep discussion on fictional characters, neck kisses and random bookstore dates. And, I don't think it is too much to ask.

[museofaesthetics]

[unpretentious-bitch]

🤷

[flirty-milk]

The intimacy of someone being sure about you

[thepersonalquotes]

[aidashakur]

It's crazy how trauma causes you to push people away when all you ever wanted is to be loved.