Success is not money.. Or a big house.. Or an executive job...
I mean.. Maybe it is, to you.
Success is happiness. Maybe those things make you happy...
But I mean real deep down mother fucking, free running, all singing, all dancing down and dirty happy.
The kind of happy where you just don't care.
You don't care and you couldn't care what people are thinking as you sing out loud on the train.
The kind where you beam. I don't just mean grin, I mean BEAM, right from inside your heart.
You've gotta let yourself be happy.
Eat something fucking healthy! Eat some fruit. Drink some water.
Drink, be merry. Indulge every now and then.
Don't worry about being too fat, or too thin.. Worry about being healthy.
Wear what makes YOU comfortable.
Wear what makes YOU feel sexy and what makes YOU feel great.
Love yourself, for fucks sake.
Sleep in. Have fun. Do what you love.
Go on adventures. Make something. DO something.
Just don't do nothing...
Just... look after yourself.
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