I Think Jay Gatsby Pathetic Yearning Is Admirable And Something We Can Learn From

summer rules

(to be responsible for your own happiness)

write every day

fresh air every day

watch the good movies on your watchlist

yoga everyday

ask your coworkers questions about their lives and listen attentively

meditate

read like it's the most important thing to do (it is)

tell people you love them. go in for hugs

dance with your favourite music (naked at home alone or clothed in the club)

put the phone down!!!

swim in natural bodies of water (man made pools aren't the same at all)

embody Florence welch all the time

sit in hammock

get out in the rain

keep your room clean (creatively inspired mess is good too)

hug trees

smile with teeth

don't let yourself feel scared by other people

attend classes and workshops

make rituals out of everything for magic

do everything pretending you are an alien experiencing it for the first time

and/or, live every day as if you have died and begged to come back.

listening to music… and having a little coffee

Anyways. Smudged brown eyeliner + lined lips, maroon mascara, and clinique black honey on lips and cheeks is my go to look right now

Something about me just screams unlovable and easily replaceable

randomly remembering that u revealed your deepest secret because you were drunk and it was funny at the time

My asshole coach took me out of today’s game because I missed practice one (1) day last week but it’s fine because I forgot what having a free morning felt like. I slept in, woke up, had my vitamins and a glass of water, stretched, went on a quick 5 mile run, got home and smoked half a joint, took nudes downstairs in front of the giant antique mirror in my living room, made shakshuka to have with the fresh sourdough loaf a friend made me yesterday, let my animals roam outside while I watered my plants, laid under the running water until I climaxed and then took a long cold shower, laid in bed and let the sunlight peaking from the blinds kiss my skin for a few minutes, put on the first thing I could find and my favorite flip flops, changed out my cars cds, and now I’m sitting here debating what to listen to on my way to the farmer’s market to stock up on my favorite decadent coconut yogurt and some things to make ‘nduja and gorgonzola pasta for dinner. I’m thinking it’s a red house painters and bob dylan kind of day