life is beautiful and i am beautiful and everything coming will be better than anything that has ever left or ended

Actually life is beautiful & I decide my own narrative & I can start over as many times as I please until everything looks like the vision in my head I'm obsessed with.

I have so much appreciation for the moon it’s constant and beautiful and sometimes you need to just sit for a while and bask in the moonlight

I am a huge fan of retiring to my quarters

its september time to build a new life

btw what you consume shapes your perception. if you flood your mind with cynicism, chaos, and uninspired content, you dull your ability to see beauty. curating your inputs—art, literature, film, music, people—rewires your vision. you get to choose which version of life you experience...

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this for real fucking works

I crave that certain old movie glamor, poised elegance with a natural undertone that is as fresh as a sea breeze. To be effortlessly graceful, whether walking to get groceries or dining in fine company. To live in the simplest luxury - to be a true Renaissance woman, to be studious, to be conversationally stimulating to anyone.

summer evenings so quiet you forget the world that exists out there, it's just you and your dreams and that person you maybe might love and every decision you've ever made that's led you here, when you can feel the disposition of your life shifting into and out of and into place again and again and again