Imagine this period of struggle paying off. Imagine being granted way more than you originally bargained for. Stay the course my love. It’s coming. You’re almost there.
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I can’t fuck with a man who likes the way my hair, skin, nails, body, and clothes look, but do not want to contribute to the upkeep of my appearance. You can’t enjoy my beauty for free.
I’m not like most girls *long pause as I sip chocolate milk through my very complex straw* I’m worse
Whenever I meet pretty vanilla girls who have boyfriends I’m just like wow….a waste…truly. You could have guys worshipping you and make so much money but instead you’re splitting rent and the Taco Bell tab with your man. :(
i really just keep getting prettier it’s kind of alarming like in a couple years it will probably be impossible to look directly at me I will be so pretty
cant believe lana just sat down and wrote the lyric “yeah my boyfriends pretty cool but he’s not as cool as me” like??? her mind!
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