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Hi, I'm Sienna. I am nineteen. I dream of being tumblr famous one day.

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I want it to be 2004 again and come home from 1st grade and grab a chocolate chip granola bar and watch lizzie mccguire and thats so raven and not hate myself


He gave her the world but never tried to fit into her little world

Cutetily (via cutetily)

You don’t realize how alone you are until you’re staying up every night thinking about things you should never think of and you cant tell anybody because you have nobody to tell.

4:26am
7/1/14 (via nevahmind)

I was taught that if he didn’t talk to me first, I shouldn’t talk to him at all, even if I wanted to. They told I’d seem needy, or desperate, or too into him. So I’d wait hours, and days, and weeks until seeing his number on my phone. Even when I thought about him every day. Because I was taught it’s what he wants that matters, not the other way around.

Isn’t that something? (via apoetslifeforme)

I barely find anybody attractive. I barely feel any affection for anybody.. But when I do.. I fall in so deep, so hard it’s ridiculous.


I am surprised by how much sex I have had in my life that I didn’t want to have. Not exactly what’s considered “real” rape, or “date” rape, although it is a kind of rape of the spirit - a dishonest portrayal or distortion of my own desire in order to appease another person.
I said yes because I felt it was too much trouble to say no. I said yes because I didn’t want to have to defend my “no,” qualify it, justify it - deserve it. I said yes because I thought I was so ugly and fat that I should just take sex every time it was offered, because who knew when it would be offered again. I said yes to partners I never wanted in the first place, because to say no at any point after saying yes for so long would make our entire relationship a lie, so I had to keep saying yes in order to keep the “no” I felt a secret. That is such a messed-up way to live, such an awful way to love.
So these days, I say yes only when I mean yes. It does require some vigilance on my part to make sure I don’t just go on sexual automatic pilot and let people do whatever. It forces me to be really honest with myself and others. It makes me remember that loving myself is also about protecting myself and defending my own borders. I say yes to me.

Margaret Cho, “Yes Means Yes”  (via myrisingvoice)

Maybe the realest thing



blair waldorf + looking down

blair waldorf + looking down


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