Memories Are Stories
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Post ashtanga (and shower, obviously) bliss. I say bliss, but I mean frustration but after a little reassurance from a yogi I respect immensely I’ve let go of that frustration and I’m just gonna go with it. And read a book on bandhas.
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I fall in love with Oysho a little more every time I order from them.
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Bought myself this as a well done for finishing uni present…really…any excuse…isn’t it all dainty and cute!
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Post-work.
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The weather is allowing for this to happen! How exciting.
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The awkward moment when you tell the boy you’re meant to be going on a date with that you’re awkward to eat out…
I meant at restaurants. Not my vagina.
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1200 words of uni to go and I can’t find the will power to finish!! So many other things I’d rather be doing, and even that can’t encourage me to get them written…fail.
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6.42km. Loving this whole running thing these days.
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I bought the most perfect book about growing my own veg today!! Cannot wait to get started. I also got called a hippy yesterday, and despite the fact that I clearly have a completely different view of myself compared to that of other people’s, and it came from a 17 year old boy (who clearly doesn’t understand the meaning of the word), I was thrilled.
(via thatkindofwoman)
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5.4k BOOM.
Now I have to double that for suicide six, although I felt like I could run forever today!
