My name is Brie.

I'm 19.

And I really, really suck at descriptions of myself.


I can’t be shaken anymore, by anyone. I’ve got to that point in my life that if you’re not a good person, and you can’t make me feel good with love and life, then fuck off, basically.
— FKA twigs  (via hefuckin)

(Source: lunate, via joedammit)


cutefatbabe:

stop being mean to girls that like themselves

(via sassyirony)

You are so used to your features; you don’t know how beautiful you look to a stranger.
— Unknown  (via middecember)

(Source: wordsnquotes, via sheisplentytoughthankyouverymuch)


Her heart sank into her shoes as she realized at last how much she wanted him. No matter what his past was, no matter what he had done. Which was not to say that she would ever let him know, but only that he moved her chemically more than anyone she had ever met, that all other men seemed pale beside him.
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, A New Leaf  (via teenager90s)

(via feellng)