In 60 years
- grandma why are you so bitter??
- *takes a swig of vodka*
- *lights up cuban cigar*
- *gazes out the window*
- my otp will never be canon
- *roll credits*
i just do art because I’m ugly & there’s nothing else for me to do.
andy warhol (via ephemeralisms)
Oh my God, what if you wake up some day, and you’re 65, or 75, and you never got your memoir or novel written; or you didn’t go swimming in warm pools and oceans all those years because your thighs were jiggly and you had a nice big comfortable tummy; or you were just so strung out on perfectionism and people-pleasing that you forgot to have a big juicy creative life, of imagination and radical silliness and staring off into space like when you were a kid? It’s going to break your heart. Don’t let this happen.
Anne Lamott (via awelltraveledwoman)