When you do talk about yourself, or talk to yourself, or you have that tape running in your head about yourself… try to picture you talking to your own daughter, or your younger sister. Because you would tell your younger sister or your daughter that she was beautiful, and you wouldn’t be lying. Because she is. And so are you.
I really enjoy Adam Scott struggling not to smile at Amy Poehler’s hilarity.
Having a pet is so weird. Like neither of you speak each other’s language and yet you form some strong bond by rubbing against each other and sleeping together and you might accidentally kick them in the face or step on their tail once in a while but at the end of the day you two are best buddies from entirely different species.
i think about this a lot