“The body tries to tell the truth. But it’s usually too battered with rules to be heard, and bound with pretenses so it can hardly move. We cripple ourselves with lies.” – Jim Morrison.

Too often we lie to others, and more importantly to ourselves. I don’t make resolutions, at least not on New Years. I make resolutions when I feel that I’m not happy or something’s not right. Probably about May 2015 I made a resolution with myself to be honest with myself, to be more truthful to myself, and to be more authentic with my soul and my relationships. It’s caused quite the change. I’m not spinning in the fields and singing about the sound of music on a daily basis. I get very sad, and angry, and anxious still. But I feel more grounded. More contented. And I think that’s the goal I’m striving for – that no matter what I’m trying to achieve, and what I’m working on, I remain appreciative and contented where I am and with who I am.

That doesn’t mean I don’t recognize my faults. It just means I’m not kicking myself for them as much. Ya know, there are limits!






Tank – F21  // Pleather Pants – Zara  // Denim top – H&M  //  Necklace – Ruche *old*  //  Rings – F21  //  Boots – Aldo