centuries of women before me have yearned to taste the freedom i get to experience nowadays by being able to say no to marriage/children and choose my own path with full agency, and i will never take that for granted. they live through me
f**k the american dream, i want to live the southern european dream
not giving a f about work, sitting in the sun with my homies, drinking wine, affogatos, dancing, espressos, kisses on the cheek, moving my arms around a lot, mammmma mia, tanned skin, linen shirts, la dolce vita
not my pregnant sister telling me i am way more excited about harry’s comeback than about her having her first baby. and i’m like well yes. your baby did not write fine line