Virgo season sent me into an existential tailspin about my ~future~ and I cried my eyes out (chic!) more than once in a therapists office about worrying about change, my health, and dying alone.
Left for breakfast — ate a breakfast bagel in the sunshine, smelled a pink rose, drank a coffee that is right. Pet a dog for 30 minutes with my one hand, legs draped over the wrong side of a chair. Pet another dog. Lost my keys, found my keys. Hoped across train tracks barefoot. Sat and talked with people who were kind.
I hope it was worth the Insta.
The girls who swore not to repeat their mistakes; vowed to never again order their usual; and despise doing things the conventional way.
I get a lot of questions about how I teach myself languages, so I decided to make a master post to help our polyglots and linguists in training.
The diet is no joke. After she told me the foods I couldn’t eat, I gulped a little and asked, “So, um, what’s left?”
Fall in love with the depth of her eyes
but realize that oceans exist beyond
To get someone to adore you you’ve got to be at one with yourself. Ask yourself if you’re really happy in life, because if you are then we love happy people and gravitate towards them.
5. Using ketchup cups at a fast food restaurant.
Virgo: you decide to write S.O.S. in huge capital letters on the sand each morning and wait.