“a woman is like whiskey. she evaporates a little over time, distilled by disappointments and grief. one can never predict if the angels will take the best of her or the worst. only time will tell if the woman that remains will be bitter, dispirited or aged to perfection.”—p. wall (via streamsofsatin)
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.