My name is Samantha and I'm hated online for no reason lol. They love me more than you.She is perfection.
I am Ariana Grande. Ariana Grande is me. We are one.

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"Better to be slapped with the truth than kissed with a lie."
Russian Proverb (via perfect)

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necesitamos:

FRIENDLY REMINDER THAT you are allowed to feel proud of yourself for things that might seem silly to other people, like getting better at a video game or putting together a nice outfit for the next morning or finishing a book. You deserve to feel proud for your accomplishment.

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My session was 2 hours long this week

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Sometimes I’ll see photos of me from within the past 4 years and I think “I was actually kinda thin back then” and it makes me wonder why I thought to was fat and why I started doing what I do. Back then I thought I was fat but I can see now that I wasn’t. How did I develop that mindset that I have today

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im always forgotten

like at my parents wedding during the speeches they were getting people to talk and they even made my brother and sister talk…everyone was randomly called up to speak except me. i mean on the bright side i didn’t embarrass myself but like i would have spoke bc yeah….but no one called up me to speak so ya

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"You have a
knack for getting
under my skin,

and it terrifies me
how much I want
you to stay there."

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"Kiss her. Slowly, take your time, there’s no place you’d rather be. Kiss her but not like you’re waiting for something else, like your hands beneath her shirt or her skirt or tangled up in her bra straps. Nothing like that. Kiss her like you’ve forgotten any other mouth that your mouth has ever touched. Kiss her with a curious childish delight. Laugh into her mouth, inhale her sighs. Kiss her until she moans. Kiss her with her face in your hands. Or your hands in her hair. Or pulling her closer at the waist. Kiss her like you want to take her dancing. Like you want to spin her into an open arena and watch her look at you like you’re the brightest thing she’s ever seen. Kiss her like she’s the brightest thing you’ve ever seen. Take your time. Kiss her like the first and only piece of chocolate you’re ever going to taste. Kiss her until she forgets how to count. Kiss her stupid. Kiss her silent. Come away, ask her what 2+2 is and listen to her say your name in answer."
Azra.T, ”This Is How You Keep Her” (via petrichour)

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