when i was a freshman i wasn’t a very good person. i mean sure i was popular and dated seniors, but as a person i was pretty lost. and over the last four years i’ve been forced to grow up. i stopped letting boys define me and i started believing in myself and in my potential. i ran for student council president and i designed a clothing line and somewhere along the way, the lost little party girl became the girl on the wall of honour.
I’ve never hit the reblog button so fast in my life.
This dog is 500% done
my favourite part is the second dog that attempts it
"Maybe I should do a contest… you know, ‘vote for me and win a date’ or offer a makeover." "You don’t need a gimmick, Brooke."
"My theory is that people in this day and age want to dismiss things. So they want to be able to dismiss you. They say, ‘You don’t belong, you don’t deserve this because here’s why, and let me find an intellectual argument for why you wearing pink or cuff sleeves or a bow makes you not worthy of your accomplishments. Everything you’ve done doesn’t matter because you wore the wrong thing or you speak in a way that’s feminine or you identify yourself as feminine.’ And I just think that’s bullshit. And smart people are doing it, and that’s surprising to me. I’ll give them being smart, but they’re being very shortsighted.” [x]