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words. it would be incredibly obvious to state that they mean a lot; that they stand for a lot; that they do... a lot. words have the power to build us up or tear us down. they can flow sweetly into our ears or slither in like a serpent. they settle in our heads: some for a day, some for a little longer, and others for the rest of our lives.

i think i've always been pretty verbal. they type of girl that doesn't really think about what she says before she says it, or she thinks about it but could care less what anyone would say or think so she says it anyway. that's me.

recently, i've caught on to the secret craze. so i'm constantly saying positive things to myself, about myself, about things i want or things i think i need. ultimately, i would attribute these efforts with about 80% of my recent boomin' happiness.

anyways, i find a lot of wordy inspiration via pinterest and carrie bradshaw (obvi). i'll leave out carrie tonight, but leave you with some of my recent favorites. all quotes accessible via my pinterest

"if the whole world was blind, how many people would you impress?" boonaa muhammed

"we are masters of the unsaid words, but slaves to those we let slip out." winston churchill

"all good things are wild & free" henry david thoreau

"i didn't always know what i wanted to do, but i knew the kind of woman i wanted to be." dvf

"gracious words are a honeycomb, sweet to the soul and healing to the bones."

"you were wild once, don't let them tame you." isadora duncan

"do it with passion, or not at all."

"Last time we went swimming/ the sea stood up and hugged you/ as though you were responsible/ for keeping it blue" bianca stewart

"i like people too much, or not at all." silvia plath

"don't forget to fall in love with yourself first." carrie bradshaw (how could i REALLY leave her out?)

"be free, not cheap"

"you can never be overdressed or overeducated." oscar wilde

"character is how you treat those who can do nothing for you"

"the cure for anything is salt water - sweat, tears, or the sea" isak dinesen

oh, happy day. even if it is monday.

"find what you love and let it kill you" bukowski

if you want to be an actor, you act. you act every single moment of every single day. everything is drama to you.

if you want to be a baker, you bake. you are constantly trying new recipes. your jeans are tighter than they were last week, despite the fact that you throw away more than you eat. 

i want to be a writer. but i've discovered something about myself, and that is that i never write. it's interesting how school turns writers into anti-writers. and readers into anti-readers. what is this all about? sure, occasionally i've been inspired by a certain book or paper. it takes minutes to read, minutes to write... but, in general, i don't write anything but page-long iMessages and tweets (which is why i recently deleted my twitter). 

here i am, writing with full punctuation, but no capitalization (capital letters are intimidating and aggressive to me. i honor them in all formal writings, but i'm really no fan of capitals in online text). this will be a blog dedicated to everything and anything i want to talk about. a collection of bleach blonde hair, camouflage pants, a golden retriever, and small notions of my new life in the city of chicago.