UnderrvtedStyleSavior

Ask some shxt   part time thug, upcoming fashion designer. Mediocre.
IG: underrvted_goddess

fuckingsession:

Always wanted a friend that lived close to me that could come outside with me at night and just talk about anything and everything

(via mytinyisabella)

— 13 hours ago with 2048 notes

gang0fwolves:

westendblues:

please stop calling Black children who have different interests and tastes white

it’s damaging and alienating

(via collegekittycat)

— 14 hours ago with 10911 notes

don’t know if i want to be taller, or just have longer legs & a shorter torso :/ why am i so weird lol

— 15 hours ago
#random thoughts  #personal 
"And I understand. I understand why people hold hands: I’d always thought it was about possessiveness, saying ‘This is mine’. But it’s about maintaining contact. It is about speaking without words. It is about I want you with me and don’t go."
She was always holding my hand  (via fabulousbitch69)

(Source: everythingyoulovetoohate, via rebellious-rose)

— 1 day ago with 113843 notes
"This year taught me that my loneliness has more to do with myself than anyone else. The loneliest I will ever be is when I do not have the strength to love myself."
Marianna Paige (via iamcharliesangel)

(Source: mariannapaige, via rebellious-rose)

— 1 day ago with 26238 notes
i look like a lady from the 80’s.

i look like a lady from the 80’s.

— 1 day ago with 2 notes
#personal  #selfie  #80s  #offguard 

loving justin bieber’s album so much. gahhh. why is he such an idiot :(

— 1 day ago
#personal  #justin bieber 

souljunkee:

Say baby, can I be your slave?
I’ve got to admit girl, your the shit girl
And I am digging you like a grave

Now do they call you daughter to the Spinning Pulsar
Or maybe Queen of 10,000 Moons, Sister to the distant yet
Rising star

Is your name Yemaya? Oh hell nah, it’s got to be Oshun

Ooh is that a smile me put on your face child?
Wide as a field of jasmine and clover

Talk that talk honey, walk that walk money
High on legs that’ll spite Jehovah
Shit, who am I
It’s not important
But they call me brother to the night
And right now I am the blues in your left thigh
Trying to become the funk in your right

Who am I? ‘ll be whoever you say
But right now I’m the sight raped hunter
Blindly pursuing you as my prey

And I just want to give you injections of
Sublime erections and get you to dance to my rhythm
Make you dream archtypes
Of black angels in flight
Upon wings of distorted, contorted metaphoric jizm

Come on slim, fuck your man, I ain’t worried about him

It’s you who I want to step to my scene
Cause rather than deal with the fallacy
Of this dry ass reality
I’d rather dance and romance your sweet ass in a wet dream

Who am I, well they all call me
Brother to the night and right now I am
The blues in your left thigh, trying to be the funk in your right
Is that alright?

(via collegekittycat)

— 1 day ago with 2633 notes