Before the term “blog” was part of our mainstream vocabulary, before everyone and their mother decided they were a lifestyle blogger, and before twitter and instagram and facebook…there was this amazing thing called Livejournal.
It’s tough to say what matters more, body or face. Everybody says face, but I’m not sure that’s fair.
Because I think I should. Because I’m punishing myself for not being good enough, for not being hot, for not being thin.
Black turtlenecks. The source from which Archer gathers strength not just for his covert spy missions, but for his love life too.
Because weddings have been ingrained in our minds as the climax of our existence. The most important day of our lives. The greatest thing we will ever do… instead of what they really are.
Start 2015 with a clean slate and an open heart to finally attract the love into your life that you’ve been waiting for.
I thought it would be a good idea to remind you all that love really is the reason for the season.
But the time has come where you have start to figuring out who you are and where you want your life to go – and how those people do or don’t fit into that vision.
“Don’t surrender all your joy for an idea you used to have about yourself that isn’t true anymore.”
“That’s always seemed so ridiculous to me, that people want to be around someone because they’re pretty. It’s like picking your breakfast cereals based on color instead of taste.”
It will be a lie told over breakfast. A disingenuous laugh at dinner. The realization you’ve stopped paying attention halfway through conversations.
