I just want someone who likes me enough to tell their friends about me. 

Got to save for my flights to mallorca :) exciting. something to look forward to. 

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. - Anne Lamott (via parlouz)

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Don’t compare your Chapter 1 to someone else’s Chapter 20. - (via corvidae-and-crossroads)

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ostracizedpoodle:

I don’t need alcohol to make bad decisions

(via keepersoftheshire)

Looking at volunteering abroad. I need to escape. 

I’m struggling and I’m not sure how to get out of it.