Sunday, July 10, 2011

FUCK IT.

Fuck feeling miserable, down and pouty. Fuck having the only things to talk about being negative or complaints. Fuck worrying about tomorrow, next week or next month. No more feeling sorry for myself, my friends, or the situation.

FUCK IT.

I have too many awesome things on the horizon, the very beginning of my etsy shop, the rebirth and re-branding of Saltwater Acorns, reinventing myself as a person and an artist, learning to have radical self love for myself every moment of the day, to learn to let go, move on, and have fun. To squash fear and go for it, to ask for forgiveness rather than permission. So.... FUCK IT!!!!

Nasty cat !

2 comments:

  1. And here I was, thinking about how I'm kind of not looking forward starting a new class tomorrow, when I have nothing to be worrying about. It's about putting the gears in motion. Gears keep going, they don't go back. Maybe they may get stuck, all they need is a little help.

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  2. I am having a "Fuck It," past couple of days myself. Sometimes it's hard to keep taking that next step forward when you feel like so much is weighing you down, but all you can do is maintain a positive outlook and keep putting one foot in front of the other.

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