Today was one of those great winter days, where it’s crisp and clear and cold, but very bright. I didn’t feel well today, but i decided to sit outside as I decided to try give getting high off endorphins to combat dark-season depression a try.
When I feel like a treat I buy vegan choc soy milk is that odd?
my life consists of; sushi, starbucks anxiety, reading some twilight, obsessing over some wide awake, stacks of books in one corner and a pile of clothes in another, fresh orange juice with pulp on a Sunday as I scroll down postsecret and get that shiver up my spine, getting grumpy because my piercings are uneven, dreaming sad and waking up again, kiss&cry and put some mascara on, tripping over, dropping things, saying the wrongs, I suck at comforting people, oh scrubs& gossip girl, obsess over twilight some more, dance dance dance, smile smile smile, giggle!, fresh lemon tea, French music, smelling coffee, a lot of T2, oh some chai and sencha, building up the anticipation, tripping up the stairs, having hand sanatiser in my pocket, making wishes, wishing I didn’t lose interest so fast, play with my bunny, chat with my puppy, watch the sunset and wait for the sunrise, bruises, be so busy, study study study, being distracted, a little buffy, cupcakes with jarenya, being so uncoordinated I count as disabled, never understanding where I went wrong oh and owning cookie pants.
I am so vague, I am so hopeful and I am so content
Honestly, I have never felt more alive than I do at this very moment in time. And I owe a great deal of it to my clothing. I would not call it ‘fashion’ per say, with the fact that I believe fashion as being ‘trendy’ and ‘in,’ but I find my inner style (now that’s the word I believe in) is helping define who I am as a person. To wake up daily and say, “who do I want to be” or “how am I going to change something today(a person’s perspective, my attiudes, someone’s life, etc)” constitutes what I pick out to put on my body. It’s a huge ego-boost knowing you’ve dressed for the day to conquer and not blend in and slip through the cracks. Style is everything you want—or don’t want—it to be. I say, like the very first one listed above, life is short, what not be a superstar every waking moment?