today I realized how high my standards became for love and I started thinking about characteristics and preferences that I liked but after a while I noticed that you were the only person that fit every quality
I just wish you knew you were that special to me. (via 2ndsong)
my girl angie knows privilege and can acknowledge that its not “ooo i worked harder to get here and if some women work this hard they could be standing here too”
but more like “my opportunities are better because i was born into a position thats easier to get them and i acknowledge that that is unfair”
