you will remember me for centuries

genuine bisous 

100 posts. 100 fucking posts everyone. who would've thought it? okay here's your chance to own up - if you really didn't think i could make it 100 days on this blog, raise your hand. consider mine raised alongside yours, don't you worry. it's been a bumpy ride, full of ups and downs, but one which i wouldn't change for the world. thank you, really and honestly, for ever finding yourself here. it sounds like i'm dying but as far as i'm aware, i'm not. here's to 100 more. posts, not years. good lord.

"oh fucking hell, it's emo hour" of course it is!

it's weird to think that these words are immortalised on the internet. maybe 4 people have read them, maybe 23, maybe even 607 all at once, but they're always here. words about my life: the highs; the lows; the really fucking stupid purchases; the good books; the amazing music; the bad films; the new experiences; and everything in between. it's been so cathartic to share all of this with you, even moreso after i came clean (just like hilary duff told me to).

if you're still on the fence in regards to starting a blog/diary, i urge you to. i am 100% confident in saying it has helped me to no end when i felt like nothing else could. at my lowest, i knew there was this tiny hideaway from the world. i could fill it with whatever i liked and it didn't matter. maybe people read it, maybe they didn't but it was out there and, more often than not, that was enough for me. maybe you don't want people to read it and that's fine - just getting it out is a feat in itself. it's unbelievable how powerful writing really can be. never underestimate it.

this paragraph is dedicated to each and every single one of you. i can't say thank you enough, i really can't and i hate how hollow it sounds. but i am so grateful. the endless support is staggering - to have people comment, actual real life people (some of them absolute strangers), on aspects of my life is so affirming. it's wonderful that you feel you can reach out to somebody else and i hope you continue to feel like that. i might implode with awkwardness when you bring up this blog in the real world to my real life face but that's okay - at least we both know it's appreciated.

so go on. do more of what you love. fuck everyone else. maybe people think i'm a right old twat for writing about my life on the internet and that's fair. i mean, in terms of bigger picture, who am i? i'm a nobody, just another little human on this huge planet. but i've got a story to tell. and so do you. get out there - travel, write, explore, fall in love, send letters to old friends, talk to strangers, design clothes, build houses, save lives, adopt kittens, learn to sing, dance your life away. it's the little things that add up to something big. those little things should be what you enjoy. and that something big should be your happiness.

happiness is a conscious decision. ultimately, you're in control: stop making excuses. so take that steering wheel and drive until you see the sunset. i dare you xo