Don’t think, and don’t worry. If the time comes, you’ll know what to do.
This beautiful baby (who looks suspiciously like my Hemingway) has had quite enough of your fat shaming.
Rushmore / Can’t Tell Me Nothing
Monday Everyday <3
I wanted you to be my everything, then I asked you to just be something, now all I hope is that one day you’ll be anything at all.
I’m grateful to my red hair now. And I doubt I’d have been offered half the roles I’ve played without it. It helps you stand out in the crowd in ways that used to make me cry when I was the only ‘ginger’ in a 40-mile radius at school. Now I’ve reached an age where I know it’s OK to be different. Vive la différence, in fact.