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35 thousand million girls die of hunger every year because their roommate is in the kitchen when they want to make something
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idk who needs to hear this but your body is loveable
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You may not see it, but you’re important. Your life is so important. Maybe now you think nothing matters, but the universe has so much for you, so much ahead.
- Tomorrow, you can do
great things, you just have to give it a try
- In the next month,
you can do great things, you just have give it a try
- In the next year,
you can do great things, you just have to give it a try
No matter how long it takes, you’re still valid and important, you’re still able to do whatever you want. You’re still able to fight. Even if it is in your own time, even if you have to try again and again a thousand of times.
- Tomorrow, you can do
great things, you just have to give it a try
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honestly, normalize quitting. it’s so okay to drop a course, quit a job 3 weeks in, leave a relationship when it isn’t giving you what you need. quitting isn’t a sign of weakness, isn’t a sign that you’re not trying enough. a lot of the time, it’s a sign that you are prioritizing yourself and your values, and that should be honoured.
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if you’re reading this, i’m putting a thought out into the world for you. a hope that whatever’s worrying you works out in your favor, that a happy moment comes your way, and that you have a heartwarming reason to smile tonight
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the one (perhaps only) thing i’ll always like about growing older and maturing is the never-ending opportunity to develop and refine your personal taste in pretty much anything. fashion, food, music, literature, art, design, furniture: the older you get, the more knowledge, insight and experience you acquire and it all adds up to a treasure of source material to create a new you from. carve, prune, distill, expand, sculpt, evolve - you can recreate yourself always and aging gracefully is all about endlessly enriching yourself through that recreation.
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listen. aging into your thirties rocks. yes your joints get a little creaky. yes you can’t sleep in a pretzel on the floor anymore after a concert or a convention. and you lose some friends. but the thing is that you sort out who your real friends are and you sort out who you really are. and you get to see your friends settling into careers they like, and adopt new dogs and cats, and you find a job you can stand, and get really good at arts and crafts, and maybe that book you loved as a kid gets a movie deal and it doesn’t suck, and you learn to like new food and bake your own bread, and you realize that the great portfolio of self harm scars you all used to curate are going white with age and not updated, and half your friends are a different gender now and so much happier and maybe you are too, and you know who you are, and that it’s a journey and not a revelation. it’s a direction you’re headed, and you’re enjoying the trip.
reaching your 30′s rocks. and i’m hearing good things about what comes next, too.

i am looking into your eyes, i am holding your hand. i absolutely promise.
if you can just live long enough, your soul will build your body into a home. you will live there and you will find a way to be at peace. it’s worth the time and it’s worth the work. i promise.
Your soul will build your body into a home.
