Bonjourthesi

places I know where I belong: paris at sunset, a meadow full of white and pink wildflowers, in the arms of someone who loves me, sleeping on a big cloud, the astral realm, a cottage that smells of fresh sugar cookies and strawberry jam

i love wearing jeans. i feel so beautiful. like bruce springsteen

It’s strange to think that long before I had a name or a heartbeat, I existed in some shadowed, elemental way. Women are born with all the eggs they'll ever have, and these begin forming while they're still in the womb. So when my mother was just a fetus, the egg that would become me was already inside her. That means my grandmother carried not just my mother, but the beginning of me as well. For a fleeting moment, the three of use shared one body, and went through life together, layered like nesting dolls.

i love saving images onto my cell phone. it’s like picking berries

my 5 year plan is to get back my joy

someday in the future you’re going to stop and realize for a second how far you made it and that it was worth it like the happy ending epilogue of a book after the conflict.

this summer i am WRITING and PAINTING and READING and GETTING OFF OF MY EVIL IPHONE

when you start reading again and it's like oh. oh . the sun actually does still shine.