Comme des Garcons Junya Watanabe Fall/Winter 2000, Kirsty R. Photographed by Rosemary for High Fashion Magazine October 2000

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Comme des Garcons Junya Watanabe Fall/Winter 2000, Kirsty R. Photographed by Rosemary for High Fashion Magazine October 2000
Accidentally annoying someone doesn't make you a horrible person and you don't have to spend your whole life censoring yourself to prevent it from ever happening.
for better or worse iâve recently realized that self care, for me personally, sometimes means extra effort instead of less. like making my bed every day makes me feel good about my living space even though itâs a couple minutes of work, and plating my food nicely makes me feel like iâve made and eaten a nice meal even if it means cleaning more dishes. i used to think self care was almost synonymous with making things easier for yourself, but sometimes challenging yourself a little tiny bit more than usual is more rewarding than doing it the easiest way, although that isnât true for everyone, i know, itâs just how things have turned out for me
âI am a lover without a lover. I am lovely and lonely and I belong deeply to myself.â
â Warsan Shire
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Yves Saint Laurentâs Villa Mabrouka, Tangier.
your future self loves you. they will look through old photos of you with affection, not disgust, nor embarrassment. they wish they could tell you stories of your future, of how much youâll change, of the people youâll meet, of how youâll eventually learn to accept yourself, then love yourself. they will read your diary entries and poems and favourite lyrics, heart aching, tears in their eyes. if only you knew...
your future self loves you. if only they could show you. they are living proof. youâll turn out okay after all. they wish they were there to console you, dance with you, and make you write it a hundred times: âI AM LOVEDâ. they will listen to playlists you made, just to experience you again. they will write you a letter - of forgiveness, longing, reassurance. you will never read it. but you will know.
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only thing Iâm really committed to right now is bettering myself