Less whiney than Wednesday/More thankful Thursday:
i.
when they told me
to not
make homes out of peoplei laughed
because who would be foolish enough
to plant the seeds of themselves
in a skin that wasn’t theirs, or in a smile
they didn’t ownbut when i turned to show you
there was only quietempty space
and my roots
from around your ribcage(hafsa atique)
(via healthysoul)
proudathlete asked: Where did you get those space yoga shorts?? I am in love.
Thanks!
They are the Victoria Secret Pink yoga shortie. There’s these online: http://www.victoriassecret.com/pink/yoga-pants/bling-foldover-yoga-shortie-pink?ProductID=74229&CatalogueType=OLS
I bought mine in the store yesterday.
Last night I had a mini-meltdown (aka a panic attack) and idk what’s going on with me. I haven’t had one for six months (when I had a terrible job). D just held me and let me cry. I’ve never been more in love.
I took a half day and now I’m torn between sleeping, sitting in the sun with a book, and hours of yoga.
All I know is there will be hours of packing and some sushi later. LITTLE THINGS.
There’s no need to wait for the bad things and bullshit to be over. Change now. Love now. Live now. Don’t wait for people to give you permission to live, because they won’t.Kris Carr (via celebratingorselfmedicating)
(via whenmysexyisright)
26 shows up in the middle of coffee one morning and hands you a freshly printed memo that reads: “You’re going to get old one day and die. You’re cool for now, but it will happen. You’re officially on notice. You won’t be young forever.” And then 26 struts out of your office, like an unconcerned dick, having nonchalantly just changed your entire perspective. But it’s okay! 26 is a strange age that simultaneously feels older than you expected, but still refreshingly, hopefully, thrillingly young. It’s possibly the one age where the expression “youth is wasted on the young” holds no authority; we are undeniably, wildly young, but we’ve been young for long enough to know how valuable it is to be so. We have more respect for our youth because, while we aren’t there yet, we can see that it will be done one day.
life, currently.
aka: now what?
(via mantarei87)
Three o’clock. Three o’clock is always too late or too early for anything you want to do.
Jean-Paul Sartre, La Nausée (via raspberrying)
So nap.
(via healthysoul)
Leave it to my body to choose midnight (when I have to be up in five hours) to want to break my running draught.
There is a snoring pug by me. Can’t. Sleep.
My legs just wanna dance.
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