If I could go back to twenty and two... There are a few things I'd tell my old self to do. The first thing I'd say is, "just fucking relax!" The best things about you are all of those cracks. Now some of those cracks run really quite deep. And those are the ones you to fight desperatly to keep. Those are the ones that gave you the fight. They helped you break free and gave you new sight. You lived for so long in such a tiny tight box. And now that you're out you see a new life that rocks! A life with new frineds who help you to be, A pretty fucking awesome woman, spoiler alert...that woman is me! Those cracks took us places we didn't plan to go, They rocked us and rolled us and forced us to grow. I'll tell you right now it's going to be tough. But dig deep down inside, I promise you are enough! It might sound kind of woo-woo when I tell you these things, But we now like crystals and yoga and bowls that can sing. We take lots of time now to "practice the pause" And I'm happy to report , we don't focus so much on flaws. NOPE!...we're still not perfect and our future self is so proud, Of the way we chose to stand out!...instead of follow the crowd!
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I need this typed up, framed, and on my freaking wall.