I hate working in an office full of politics, gossip, micromanagement, etc. I perform menial tasks for decent money only to find myself day dreaming of what I could be doing. I can’t envision spending the rest of my youthful (present to retirement) days sitting on my ass typing, reporting, annoying.
I want to be a florist for a day and travel around the world w/ fam and friends to learn about various cultures and put my oil pastels to use with breathtaking views as inspiration and decorate rooms that don’t even belong to me and eat the best and worst of food and drink and listen to ppls problems and help them find the beauty in life and live life for my damn self. I want to die having done it all.
People say it’s so easy to become self employed; live your dream!
How tf do I do all of that for the rest of my life w/ only a couple thousand in savings?I’m waiting for a sign.
my wedding vows:
that’s about shit.
inside of you
that paper can’t
— Y.Z (via perfect)
— Things my therapist told me today that almost made me burst out into tears. I need to remember this more often. (via michaelassbendr)
"i know i misbehaved and you make your mistake.. and we both still got room left to grow"