Crawling Out Of August Covered In Blood

I want to be a Bond girl

childhood was painful but at least my brain was underdeveloped enough to keep vibing back then. take me back

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

if we make it through december and january and february and then march and april as well and may and june and july also and august and september. we’ll be fine

treat i can't afford save me

Ever since I was a little girl I knew I wanted to go back to bed

blanket normally: really good

blanket 10 mins before you need to get up for work: skin contact with god