cleaning and making oolong & fresh plums cold brew in the am then buying Żubrówka (the biała one, 4ever) for the pm & subsequent pre-drinks before a rave in vincennes. balance. gwyneth paltrow.

Moodboarding the hell out of this floristry project when I don’t even know if I’ll get the apprenticeship financed or not + the planet actively collapsing idk I’m manifesting or something

one thing about me is i will quit antidepressants cold turkey

catsitting for a friend so i get a lovely apartment in montreuil to myself for 10 days (the broke parisian girl's dream) AND a cat. blessed.

you say you have a colonoscopy programmed and suddenly realise half of the people around you also had one. touching to see we're all united in stomach problems. the human experience

so flattered when people tell me i look like or think i am a ballet dancer. no baby my mom didn't let me when i asked as a kid i only vicariously live through old youtube captations and last minute tickets at the opera. and the adult classes i'm notoriously bad at.