This is the advice I would give my younger self if I could float down to her from the future like a cool as shit angel. All make-up and high heals, jewelry and leather and nail polish. "Hey kid. Just quit giving a
1. I love cozy, overcast days b/c it feels like the world is taking a nap, and not watching me. So its kinda like a free day.
2. Skinny chicks with big boobs: no fair.
3. I'm kind of obsessed with adding jewelry to my watch list on eBay, and never buying it.
4. I read an old diary of mine last night, from my teens, it made me chuckle. I was a tiny bit melodramatic. I wrote about my future so much back then, I wanted sooo badly to be living a life that felt good in my heart, and I also kinda always knew I would. I'll tell you, (what my mother said a billion times when I was growing up), you couldn't pay me to be a teenager again. Shit is hard. I'll take stubborn arm fat over teenage anxiety any day.