At A Certain Point You Just Get Tired Of Your Own Shit. You Have To Force Yourself To Meditate, Workout,

Sensuousness, audacity, tenderness 

Me coded🩶

Born to be happy and free, forced to be hot and asked out to hoedowns. God help me, I should have said no.

i love when men inconvenience themselves for me. extreme consideration remains the highest form of love

advice:

- don’t care about strangers judging you

- wear what you want

- make daily goals

- listen to new music

- be excited about little things

- give compliments

- try new things that scare you

- be interested in what people say

- it’s ok to be “embarrassing” and goofy

- wake up earlier

- pain isn’t permanent

- remember the wonder you had as a child

- never listen to impulsivity when you’re sad or angry

- drink water and stretch very often

- keep your belongings tidy and make your bed

- smile when you’re looking in the mirror

- have an inner monologue that deflects negative thoughts

- journal often

- always try to say yes to spending time with people u love

“I loved tenderly,”

— Albert Camus, from a notebook entry featured in Notebooks (1951-1959)

you’re allowed to get up one day and just decide to change who you are. dress differently, speak up more, laugh out loud even though you’ve never liked your laugh, say what you want to, say hey to people you wouldn’t normally, get that confidence going. we don’t have to stay the way people see us out of the fear that they won’t like the us we want to be.