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.
you see, the thing about self esteem is
it doesn’t matter how many people you have supporting you, telling you you’re talented, or attractive, or smart
because in the end, if you truly cannot believe it yourself
or worse, if you depend on those outside forces to confirm positive perceptions of yourself
you still feel pretty shitty.
"He looked at her the way all women wanted to be looked at by a man."
F. Scott Fitzgerald
The Great Gatsby (via luna-et-hazel)
The Great Gatsby (via luna-et-hazel)
