When I meet Aladdin at Disneyland I’m gonna walk up to him, offer my hand and ask him if he trusts me? Then I will make him walk with me around the park and pretty much trick him into a date. We will fall in love, he will divorce jasmine and we will live happily ever after.
Oh lord y’all stop reblogging this lol what if he sees this?
i want to write a movie about a girl with depression who meets a boy and they become friends and thats it. he’s just another friend. she goes to therapy and learns to love herself and saves herself. because thats how it happens. thats real life. you’re the hero. you can save yourself.
i’m a strong believer that not everything you do needs an explanation. if you want a tattoo, get one. if you rather stay home that night, it’s okay to miss that party. don’t forget that you’re living for yourself. you don’t owe anyone an explanation for your choices or preferences.