“Oh my God, what if you wake up some day, and you’re 65, or 75, and you never got your memoir or novel written; or you didn’t go swimming in warm pools and oceans all those years because your thighs were jiggly and you had a nice big comfortable tummy; or you were just so strung out on perfectionism and people-pleasing that you forgot to have a big juicy creative life, of imagination and radical silliness and staring off into space like when you were a kid? It’s going to break your heart. Don’t let this happen. Repent just means to change direction — and NOT to be said by someone who is waggling their forefinger at you. Repentance is a blessing. Pick a new direction, one you wouldn’t mind ending up at, and aim for that. Shoot the moon.”

— Anne Lamott, via here (via constantwanderlust)


i’m a sensitive person

i don’t give a f%#! about what people i don’t know or don’t care about think of me

but when people i know and love, people i’ve let into my world and my very tiny circle, mistreat me

i take it very personally

(via loveyourchaos)


this is still SO FUNNY