Whenever an ugly feeling arises in me, maybe resent, greed, insecurity, etc. I just have to laugh and think to myself, this is what being alive is and I don’t deny my capacity for ugliness, in fact I store my faith in it because that same awareness of my own ugliness is the place I go to when I am aware of my own beauty. I have all the time in the world to sort it out, that’s the thing with self trust. I don’t hide from others and I don’t hide from myself, where there is ugliness I observe it and I don’t turn away.

People who deny their own ugliness, turn away from it, find shame in it and then pretend that they aren’t ashamed are the ones with the deepest capacity for cruelty. Time to see yourself clearly and move forward anyways.

Babes, the process is so sexy; the act of refining yourself day in and day out; that’s where the magic is

one of the healthiest things a woman can do for her mental health is protecting her whimsy. it's having a fairytale outlook on life, and maintaining a belief that there are angels around her taking care of her.

lowkey obsessed with my own blog. it has all my favorite things and all the opinions i agree with. best place on the internet maybe ever

It just kills me when matcha lattes and pilates are pushed as a luxury lifestyle because you could have this if you worked at starbucks. If you’re going to be a golddigger you should make it worth your while and find the guy that will give you 320k in a week. Several private jets, drivers, chefs, shut stores down for you to shop. Stop talking about whales and “providers” if it’s just going to be bath and body works and lv pochette