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Things That Are Okay (The Permission Slip)

  1. Dream.
  2. Wish.
  3. Be.
  4. Do.
  5. Experience.
  6. Make art.
  7. Change your blog design every two weeks.
  8. Dance with your hair in your eyes.
  9. Pretend you can rap.
  10. Stay inside all summer.
  11. Find what works best for you.
  12. Say "no".
  13. Not know the right answer.
  14. Learn from your mistakes.
  15. Sing at the top of your lungs.
  16. Drive without a destination.
  17. Miss your turn.
  18. Smile at strangers.
  19. Know everyone's name.
  20. Say "hi".
  21. Have your own aesthetic.
  22. Make something for yourself.
  23. Keep everything private.
  24. Dye your hair.
  25. Hoarding downloads.
  26. Cry.
  27. Stomp around.
  28. Respect yourself.
  29. Support.
  30. Scream.
  31. Make money.
  32. Spend money.
  33. Exercise.
  34. Treat everyone nicely.
  35. Think about the past.
  36. Daydream about the future.
  37. Live in the moment.
  38. Whip your hair.
  39. Laugh too hard.
  40. Take goofy photos.
  41. Disagree.
  42. Have a different point of view.
  43. Change your perspective.
  44. Wear make-up.
  45. Embrace laziness.
  46. Watch 18 episodes in one day.
  47. Stay positive.
  48. Do things differently.
  49. Get your own results.
  50. Pursue your interests.
  51. Swing for hours.
  52. Sleep in.
  53. Appreicate the big.
  54. Notice the small.
  55. Do what you do without needing the world to know.
  56. Make a difference.



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Comments

  1. *scribbles* ...Mackenzie Rae has signed this permission slip.

    I've missed those green kicks.

    xx Your Kenz

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  2. This post is so lovely! So beautiful and pleasant to read! <3

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  3. I love your new blog design! This post is wonderful! :)

    <3 Celia

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  4. This is perfect <3

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  5. I've needed this post since forever. Thank you dear Rosie.
    xx Bryleigh

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  6. Yes yes yes yes yes I love this post <3 Your words are always so wonderful <3
    xo,
    -Anna
    www.demigodsandunicornsblog.weebly.com

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