• Love myself more
• Get to 9 stone exactly (fuck that noise, 11 stone and fabulous)
• Be more reckless
• Tackle social anxiety (start counselling/get diagnosis/start taking St. Johns Wort again???)
• Take more fashion risks and continue wearing whatever I want!
• stop valuing other people's opinions

• send off eBay stuff
• get my money off Alice
• unlock iPhone
• go to the doctors on Tuesday
• go bra shopping on Thursday after work

• showgirls
• but I'm a cheerleader
• the to do list
• winters bone
• house at the end of the street
• 22 jump street
• divergent
• the grand budapest hotel
• gravity
• captain philips
• dallas buyers club
• pride
• we're the millers
• shame
• the heat
• blue is the warmest colour
• withnail and I
• the darjeeling limited
• downfall
• kes
• behind the candelabra

'An eye for an eye, makes the whole world blind' - Ghandi

'You're still gonna get criticised, so you might as well do whatever the fuck you want' - Unknown

'Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind.' - Dr Seuss

'I love being horribly straightforward. I love sending reckless text messages (because how reckless can a form of digitized communication be?) and telling people I love them and telling people they are absolutely magical humans and I cannot believe they really exist. I love saying, “Kiss me harder,” and “You’re a good person,” and, “You brighten my day.” I live my life as straight-forward as possible. Because one day, I might get hit by a bus. Maybe it’s weird. Maybe it’s scary. Maybe it seems downright impossible to just be—to just let people know...

• get a 2:1 in my degree
• move to leeds
• be more careful with my money
• continue to not give a fuck about my weight
• apply for masters
• read 10 or more books

• losing weight and learning to love my body
• getting a high 2:1 in my first year of uni
• not being devastated (or even upset oops) when me and my ex broke up
• going six months without self-harming (unfortunately haven't stopped completely but six months is a hella long time)
• becoming more politically active and just generally involved at uni
• developing my sense of style and wearing what I want
• accepting that my taste in music is pretty terrible and being totally fine with it
• starting to ever so slightly love myself