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here comes fall...

Happy List. (things to make you happier)

Make a fort out of couch cushions and blankets and watch old Hollywood movies

Pretend to be from another country and speak a made up language out with your friends

Learn a song on the piano and practice till it's perfect

Fall in love and don’t worry about a thing

Wear bright pink lipstick, bleach your hair, and chew watermelon bubblegum

Buy a ticket to the south and hunt for alligators with your boyfriend

Make your own shirts with velvet iron on letters

Go to the beach on a warm night, bring champagne and blankets and run in the ocean

Redecorate your house and fill it with wild roses in thrift store vases

Collect old books and frame the pages of your favorite parts

Fill your living room with balloons and have a party for no reason

Go vintage shopping for dresses and have a marie antoinette tea party in your backyard

Learn to make cakes and cookies and surprise your friends with gifts on their doorsteps

Make an 80’s mix and drive around Malibu with neon sunglasses on drinking Orange Crush

Pretend to be a journalist and write reviews of your favorite albums

Have a Valentines day party in June celebrating all your past crushes

Have a Christmas party in July and decorate a tree

Buy old records just for the cover and nail them to your kitchen ceiling

Have a horror movie marathon, light tons of candles and stay up all night in the dark

Cover your ceiling with glow stars

Find a saloon in a small town and country play songs from the jukebox

Play pool in cowboy boots and cutoff shorts

Buy tourist keychains, mugs, postcards from the town you live in

Rent a convertible and drive to las vegas for two nights and wear gold clip-on earrings

Walk to the market and get beer and sandwiches and sit on your porch all day

Invent a new cocktail and throw a party based around it

Buy hot pink heels and do the dishes in them with the radio on

my future life.

source: this is fabulous blog

these dreams

Sir Vincent Gallo

"I came to New York to be a legend, and within five minutes of realizing I was an interesting kid and other people thought so, I had given myself a nervous breakdown. I was 26 years old before I knew what it was like to have an ordinary day."

"I stopped painting in 1990 at the peak of my success just to deny people my beautiful paintings. And I did it out of spite."

"I never wanted to be an actor. I never want to be an actor. I want to be a movie star. The whole idea of having to act is too gruesome. It`s too ambitious for me."