When you ask your mom a simple question & she yells her response.
wear your war paint
whether it’s makeup, a band tshirt, your fandom pins, tattoos, jewelry, your favorite ripped pair of jeans, or something no one else can touch or see like your favorite song repeating like a mantra in your head, the sound of your own heartbeat, or the knowledge that you were brave enough to get out of bed today when everything else inside you said “no”
wear your war paint and kick ass
WHAT A GIRL WANTS
WHAT A GIRL NEEDS
money for concert tickets
who wants to give up on society and go live in a treehouse with me