Franz Kafka, 1912

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Franz Kafka, 1912
In:
Piano
Morning walks at 5 am
Minimalist but effective skincare
Diverse diet of books
Exercise but like actually
Meal prep (I need to learn how to cook basically)
Green tea
Book club
Volunteering clubs
Older friends!!
Focusing on friends who actually want to be there for me
Putting myself out there — more leadership roles, more situations that build character even if I suck at first
Medium long hair
Experimenting more w eyeliner
Experimenting more w fashion
Keeping promises to myself
Being more consistent w friends & family who make me feel safe
No phone until noon
Taking photos
Fresh/no makeup but experimental looks every now and then
virginia woolf's 1931 new years resolutions : "to have none. not to be tied. to be free & kindly with myself. sometimes to read, sometimes not to read. to go out, yes—but stay at home in spite of being asked. as for clothes, i think to buy good ones."
2025:
delete instagram (& keep it deleted!!)
any movement is better than no movement. take (short) walks do 10 minutes of yoga etc
say no when you want to
write more things down
eat fruit
its ok. its ok. its really all ok I promise that it is and will be ok
“The useless days will add up to something. The shitty waitressing jobs. The hours writing in your journal. The long meandering walks. The hours reading poetry and story collections and novels and dead people's diaries and wondering about sex and God and whether you should shave under your arms or not. These things are your becoming.”
— Cheryl Strayed
— Ocean Vuong, On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous (via letsbelonelytogetherr)
You can always start again. Clean out your social media. Create a new account for your new taste in music. Study or work in a new city. Start socialising with new people. Choose a new signature scent and style and purge the outdated parts of yourself. If you don’t like where you’re at, but you don’t know what to do about it - try starting again.
— Sputnik Sweetheart, Haruki Murakami
— i love these lyrics so much.
Life is right now. While you’re waiting for your dream job, your future spouse, your goal weight, a new home, a change in appearance. Life is happening while you are working on mastering a skill, being in the unknown, not knowing which way to go, feeling stuck. Most of life happens in the waiting. Not in the achievements or successes which are nothing but milestones. Don’t wish the time you have away waiting for something that lives in the future. Look around. What does today offer that you might not want to miss?
in the meantime: study, journal, read more books, sit in silence, listen to music, take walks, take the stairs, do more things alone, do more things with friends, take notice of the small wonders of the world, create a sacred space in your mind
eat delicious things in every sense. savor novels that unravel slowly, like decadent meals for the mind. let sunlight kiss ur skin, bask in its warmth like an endless summer. hold close the people who make you feel alive, kiss them tenderly, love them fiercely. laugh at bad jokes, the kind that make you roll ur eyes but secretly smile. plant basil on your windowsill, water it with care, breathe in its fragrance as you stir it into your meals. be unafraid to indulge in beauty, to notice it everywhere and to consume it greedily. there is no virtue in starving yourself of joy, no wisdom in rationing delight.
— Excerpt from a Poem; Vaishnavi Sharma
Sylvia Plath // Fyodor Dostoyevsky
“I’ve found that growing up means being honest. About what I want. What I need. What I feel. Who I am.”
— Epiphany
and when she said she hates him, that's when I got insecure, cuz you only hate someone you once truly loved.
“I gave the wrong people the right pieces of me.”
— Unknown