Beautifully Free

My names Angel. I like to take one day at a time. Nurse. 23.

as a socal resident, i dont even know what this season is.

I need to move.

(Source: homeallsummer, via emana-tho)

I crave so much more than just a physical connection. I crave words and depth. I crave who you are and where you came from, your desires and fears. I yearn to know every inch of you beyond the surface.

—(via auslanddd)

(Source: sweetestramblings, via emana-tho)

For too damn long, I’ve apologized to the men I’ve loved, for not being THAT pretty. For not being THAT skinny. For not being THIS, for not being THAT. I’ve said, “I’m sorry I’m not good enough.” Since the age of thirteen, like I say my name, it’s become the default of the question, “who are you?” I am so tired of beating myself up, tearing myself down. My body is not a goddamn temple, it’s the house I grew up in. I don’t know why I keep trying to burn it down.

i.c. // "Fire vs. Fire" (via delicatepoetry)

(via notoriety-andrivieras)