chelseashell/old soul stuck in the new age

*dealing with body stuff* *loving myself unconditionally anyways*

closest I’ve ever come to a LinkedIn photo but I’m obviously in a dressing room and had already decided to try the blazer on the slutty way

manifesting memories into tiny keepsakes

made this gift for a special tiny human

no use even trying to explain what it is like to be able to walk out of my front door and see this, to be able to drink a cup of coffee in the fresh air and watch the world wake up from its haze alongside me

weird weeks will waste away on top of waterfalls 

grey but magical puppy walks

feelings and seasons changing

sometimes it's hard to remember what happiness felt like before dogs and fog and living in the pnw.

late morning dreams and sunday caffeine