The Happy Book

Days, or people or sunrises or smiles or texts that remind you what it is to be alive. 

[pineapplecarpaccio]

I want to inspire, to love, to cry, to kiss to feel alive and to feel passion and I just haven’t found my place in the world yet. And that is okay

[pineapplecarpaccio]

Little bit lost

I don’t know what I want. I don’t know what kind of life I want to lead. I don’t know who I’m attracted to. I don’t know if I’m going to be alone forever in this couple centred universe, I don’t know if I’m going to wake up tomorrow and be anxious again like I've been every day for three years. I don’t know if I have any empathy whatsoever or if I am going to be a good doctor. I don’t know how to gain confidence. I don’t know how to admit to my friends that I have been a failure in my life so far. I don’t know how not to loose my friends by being earth shatteringly boring. I don’t know why I believe that I’m boring. I don’t know. And it’s okay. I’m being myself. Sometimes things have to fall all the way apart just to fall back together again.

[motivation-and-fitness]

[pineapplecarpaccio]

Part 1

HOW ON EARTH does a human exist that is so like me, so like me that it hurts, Can I write for you all the similarities, it’s honestly uncanny, my heart is achy on a Monday night in April and I just want to get lost in thoughts of you without your glasses on.

I met you on the dance floor in a bar we always go to - you were wearing stripes and the fuckboy Hugh Grant glasses hadn’t been purchased. I knew about you, but we hadn’t spoken before, I said “You’re a chef - we’re going to be friends” and we talked about meringues and oh my sweet lord you had me at: “Do you use a French or Italian meringue for your macaroon” and I looked at you and laughed.

And so ensued a few years of you being loved and then hated by everyone and then loved again perhaps, but the way I felt about you never changed. I hid it though - you’ve always been a controversial character. 

So to start: the coffees we had to practise our German - you spoke German, then you kissed my best friend, the drives and walks on the promenade linking arms. The kiss didn’t hurt really because I knew you felt something for me that I felt for you and that wasn’t going to change no matter who either of us kissed. 

Then there was the trip to London where you met us for Coffee, and you got in touch to meet up over that summer that you were back with your ex girlfriend - or not or all over the place you kept popping up even though you were in London. I was on edge at that time because our friendship had changed since you were back with her. 

Then there was a bit of radio silence until we headed to Germany for Exchange and you were strictly dating some 18 year old. 

To be continued, (we’ll call him Bob...)

I want to kiss you in the rain Bob and I don’t care that you’re short, and I don’t care that you’re egocentric I just care that you’re you. 

It’s this intense, all-consuming love that I didn’t think I was capable of, I just don’t want to imagine life without you and I just always feel like we’re going to work out, Bob, is all. 

[pineapplecarpaccio]

Do you ever do you ever feel like in some kind of fucked-up parallel-universe we were made for each other?" - "No." "I feel like we were made for each other in this one

thoughts

[pineapplecarpaccio]

Just believe in your SELF because no-one else is going to do it for you xxxxxxxxxxxxx 

[myshipsaresunk]

Mr Darcy bursting through the door, awkwardly making a 30 second conversation and then running away is honestly such a mood. talking to people is freakin hard

[pineapplecarpaccio]

yessss bb

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Maybe

We’re all going to die one day - all that matters is who had the most fun.

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HOW TO LOOK “PUT TOGETHER” WHEN YOU FEEL FUCKED:

(What you wear effects how you feel)

Wear a monochromatic outfit (black is one of the most popular shades to use, my personal favorite too)

Pair neutral colours (black, white, grey, navy, brown, and nude shades)

Black trousers or jeans and a white button up shirt is a simple outfit that can easily be accessorized and worn by any gender

Blazers and trench coats

Flattering Metals for Skin Tones: Cool tone = silver, Warm tone = gold  

Bring/Purchase a hot beverage (carrying a beverage always makes me feel like I got shit going on, even if I’m just running an errand)

Hair: Brush from the ends to the root, don’t fucking yank it through your hair, gently glide your hair brush/comb through your locks

File your nails

Lip chap or lipstick (lipstick: bold or simple colour such as red or nude shades, put coconut oil on them,*just at least moisturize your lips with something before you depart your home)  

Simple accessories to elevate your outfit: sunglasses, belts, jewelry, a watch, scarf, over-sized pieces

Things to put in your bag/purse: a book to read while waiting for public transit, makeup for touching up, gum, phone charger, journal/agenda/diary/grimoire & pen/pencil, reusable water bottle/travel mug, hand lotion, healthy snacks, money, headphones, Kleenex 

Body language: Confident- shoulders back; relaxed, eye contact, *be aware of your feet, face the person who is addressing you or who you are addressing

[writies]

“If I could give you just one gift ever for the rest of your life, it would be confidence”, she said to me. That would be the best gift ever. “I just can’t understand why you don’t fcking love yourself, I look at you and I just see everything in you, the starry sky, the birds singing, the sunrises and sunsets, the rainy days, the sunny days, everything, do you understand it?” But I couldn’t understand, I just couldn’t. “In order to fall asleep, we have to pretend to be asleep, same goes with confidence. You should at first fake your confidence, then one day you’ll wake up and be like ’‘wow, I love myself, I love my body, I love my lips, my voice is lovely, my nails are so nice, my eyes are so sparkling.” What if she’s right?

http://writies.tumblr.com/ 🌙 (via writies)

[gloupblog]

People are going to laugh at you when you tell them what you want to do in life and they’re going to try to tell you to be realistic. Let them think whatever the hell they want because anyone is capable of anything. If you don’t believe you can do something, you can’t. Believe in yourself, have faith, be dedicated and always keep your expectations of yourself higher than other peoples because yours are the only ones that matter. I believe in you but more than that I hope you believe in yourself.

[pineapplecarpaccio]

fck yes 

[pineapplecarpaccio]

I want to be angry

I want to be angry. I want to be myself so much that I get angry at this shell of a human I've been for over a year. I want to scream and love and be alive and stop holding myself back by being afraid. And I am afraid, I’m afraid people will judge or that I won’t be enough for someone. I want to replace the fear with fire. Because I am enough. I am loveable, I am me, I am just finding it so hard to be that. I don’t know what is holding me back. Trying to find that out this year. love you all xxxxx

[untangle]

“Sunflowers end up facing the sun, but they go through a lot of dirt to get there “

- J.R. Rim 🌻

[pineapplecarpaccio]

lovely

[dailynietzsche]

“If anything does honor us, it is that we have transferred seriousness. We regard as important the lowly things that have at all times been despised and left aside. On the other hand, we let beautiful things go cheap.”

—F. Nietzsche, The Will to Power, §1016 (edited excerpt).

[pineapplecarpaccio]

standing outside your ice cream shop at 11pm watching you close up and knowing the exact right thing to say but not saying it

[thewanderingmillennial]

How?

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