Loretta Anne

If rather be someone's shot of whiskey, than everyone's cup of tea.


School is a battlefield for your heart. So when Rayanne Graff told me my hair was holding me back, I had to listen. ‘Cause she wasn’t just talking about my hair. She was talking about my life.
School is a battlefield for your heart. So when Rayanne Graff told me my hair was holding me back, I had to listen. ‘Cause she wasn’t just talking about my hair. She was talking about my life.

(Source: acrumpleduppieceofpaper, via fuckyeah1990s)

horror movie opening scene

  • white girl: i dont like this abandoned insane asylum, zack.
  • white boy: come on, amanda, 10 years ago tonight, the famous blood skull killer committed his last murder right here and then vanished.
  • white girl: you're just trying to scare me.
  • white boy: lmao
  • they continue walking for a few seconds
  • *white couple hears noise*
  • white girl: babe what that??
  • white boy: i'll go investigate
  • *leaves her alone*
  • *choking noises*
  • white girl: zack!!!
  • white boy: ha ha just kidding!
  • white girl: asshole!
  • white boy: im just playin babe
  • white girl: that wasnt funny but ur still cute
  • *playful kiss*
  • *things turn sexy*
  • *hear noise*
  • white boy: i'll go investigate
  • *he leaves and then there's a silence for a long time*
  • *maybe a thud*
  • white girl: zack! this isnt funny anymore zack!
  • *she walks and he dead*
  • white girl: ahhh!!
  • *killer shows up with sickle or quirky weapon that distinguishes him from other horror movie villains*
  • white girl: ahhh!!!
  • *white girl runs*
  • *dead end*
  • *hides*
  • *thinks she free n safe*
  • *guy catches her*
  • *cuts her*
  • *she dead*
  • opening title slashes across screen: BLOOD SLICE IN 3-D
I love leopard print scarfs

I love leopard print scarfs

IM READY FOR YOU, FALL 🍎🍂🍁☁️😁

mangomamita:

stop using “youre so much prettier than her” as a compliment stop putting all women in a contest that we did not sign up for

(via marshmallowfluffwoman)

Whhhyyyy?

Why is it, that everytime you lay your head down on that pillow, you think of every single life lesson you could have done differently. If you just said one thing differently, showed you cared more, showed you cared less, spoke up when you thought it was wrong, spoke up when you thought it was right. Tried new things, learned how to take criticism from someone who generally cares for your well being. Maybe even given yourself a little more credit.
Generally be happy for someone, and hope they are happy for you as well. I don’t wish for anyone in this world to be unhappy. Sometimes it’s hard to admit when you miss someone but know it’s wrong to have them in your life. Relationships, friendships come and go, and you learn from every mistake, and you move on. That’s life.