Poetry for snacking. Feelings for days.
11.
Do more with
purpose
knowing every being
will be
OK!
19c.
Let them have small talk.
Let them have tables between
them
and candles that flicker
and bread.
Let them have helpings of salad
and
helpings of little white lies,
awk war d pau ses
and
forced conversations.
Let them have the bread.
I’d rather be together in
bed. With you and a $9 bottle of wine
on a Sunday afternoon.
1.
And after some time, she found that she fell out of love
just as suddenly
as
she
fell
into
it.
3.
Beauty is subjective.
Irrational.
Wild.
Sometimes simple
(because simple can be wild too).
Beauty is s p a c e and time
and heartache.
It’s knowing who you are at your core
(and the things you had to do to find out).
Beauty is and has always been
everywhere
you
look.
It’s in and why we choose to go on.
Yes, beauty flows through you
like
molten
glitter
in
your
veins.
The universe’s best kept antidote.
And when you feel it (feel it!),
you reveal it to the world.
6.
You are who you are.
And I am who I am.
You cannot be who I am.
And I cannot be who you are.
S o I w i l l l e t y o u g o.
Because te amo.
You first.
8a.
In too many ways,
we teach our kids to count
from 9 to 5.
1-day turnaround:
We need a strategy.
No, we need a strategy in the form of a headline.
No, really it’s just a headline.
No, we need a brand story.
No, not like a manifesto.
No, we need a 360° campaign.
No, you’re not getting it. Let’s bring in other teams.
Seriously, it’s the brand story thing.
It’s about marketing—not creative thinking.
Stop thinking creatively!
Really, we need an emotional bow.
It’s a bow… of emotion.
Yes! That’s what I said.
A manifesto.
14b.
What’s that noise? He asked.
It’s my soul, she replied,
scratching at my rib cages desperately
yearning to be with yours.
16.
The real work is
always knowing:
there’s
more
work
to
do.