I don’t give a shit what the world thinks. I was born a bitch, I was born a painter, I was born fucked. But I was happy in my way. You did not understand what I am. I am love. I am pleasure, I am essence, I am an idiot, I am an alcoholic, I am tenacious. I am; simply I am … You are a shit.
Frida Kahlo, from an unsent letter to Diego Rivera  (via darksideoftheshroom)

(Source: violentwavesofemotion)

I hear/see all the shit people do behind each other’s back and it always makes me wonder can that happen to me? Is that happening to me? and then I see how little trust I instill in people