"For me there are only two types of women:
goddesses and doormats."
Austin, TX / New York, NY student | animal lover | Longhorn | food enthusiast | artist | coffee shop lingerer | feminist
movie buff | beer aficionado | Phone user | Libra | in a relationship
obsessed with French bulldogs
"Let all of life be an unfettered howl. Like the crowd greeting the gladiator. Don’t stop to think, don’t interrupt the scream, exhale, release life’s rapture. Everything is blooming. Everything is flying. Everything is screaming, choking on its screams. Laughter. Running. Let-down hair. That is all there is to life."
My little Sweet Basils are winning in the herb garden! Cilantro & chives need to catch up. (Taken with Instagram at The Home of Two Guys and One Girl)