being in the state of “not owing anyone anything” and trying also to be accountable/nice is weird where’s the balance

alloftheveganfood:

Vegan Pull Apart Bread Round Up

Cinnamon Pull Apart Bread

Caramel Apple Pull Apart Bread

Pull Apart Chocolaty Vegan Bread Cake

Sweet Potato Pull Apart Bread

Pizza Pull Apart Bread

salviaapiana:

fucking hate landlords. scum lords lurking in the depths.

also, i free handed these french tips and they came out pretty fuckin ace.

also, i free handed these french tips and they came out pretty fuckin ace.

today i did things that put me out of my comfort zone, pretty much all day. meeting new people is hard. learning new skills is hard. hanging with people you don’t know super well is hard. although things are hard/weird/stressful right now, today is a reminder to always be setting myself towards growing. big breaths and baby steps.

deaddflower:

I am deserving of love and tenderness. I am a good person. I deserve love and tenderness. I am a good person. I am not perfect, but I am trying, and I deserve love. I deserve respect. I am a good person. I should not hate myself. I am human and I deserve love.

gardenhoseenema:

Jenny Holzer

gardenhoseenema:

Jenny Holzer

(Source: euo, via 420funeral)

ddearestjournal:

12:31pm | twenty first may | learning to love yourself | most days i stay inside, i take care of my plants, i read books and take far too many baths. always too afraid to be seen and having a fear that people will see me the way i see myself. eye contact makes me timid, conversations make me stutter, hearing voices around me automatically makes me feel i’m being judged, i get dizzy and scared and i always run home and tell myself i did good today, at least i tried. i was curious as to what people think of me, so i asked a few people i adore, these are a few special words that i treasure: i love the sweet little lisp you have that i notice when you talk and sing, you are enchanting and there is something so pure about you, i adore you, i could write poetry and love letters to every part of you, you have this childlike smile and a glow in your eyes, i love your lips and your small hands. these kind words i written beside my bed, i awake each day and read them. people do not see me the way i see myself and i’m starting to learn this, i’m learning to love myself. this has helped me an awful lot, and it made me realise there are probably a lot of you that are struggling with self love or know of someone that is struggling with self love, perhaps today you too could write a letter of the things you love to a special friend, let them know that they are loved, your words go a long way and i think we forget the power in them, use them wisely, all my love, unknown.

ddearestjournal:

12:31pm | twenty first may | learning to love yourself | most days i stay inside, i take care of my plants, i read books and take far too many baths. always too afraid to be seen and having a fear that people will see me the way i see myself. eye contact makes me timid, conversations make me stutter, hearing voices around me automatically makes me feel i’m being judged, i get dizzy and scared and i always run home and tell myself i did good today, at least i tried. i was curious as to what people think of me, so i asked a few people i adore, these are a few special words that i treasure: i love the sweet little lisp you have that i notice when you talk and sing, you are enchanting and there is something so pure about you, i adore you, i could write poetry and love letters to every part of you, you have this childlike smile and a glow in your eyes, i love your lips and your small hands. these kind words i written beside my bed, i awake each day and read them. people do not see me the way i see myself and i’m starting to learn this, i’m learning to love myself. this has helped me an awful lot, and it made me realise there are probably a lot of you that are struggling with self love or know of someone that is struggling with self love, perhaps today you too could write a letter of the things you love to a special friend, let them know that they are loved, your words go a long way and i think we forget the power in them, use them wisely, all my love, unknown.

(via deaddflower)

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