It's all about that fucking butter...

    Dinner: Texas Roadhouse - Salad, broccoli, pulled pork. All good things. And a copious amount of rolls with cinnamon butter. FIVE to be exact. I. AM. DYING. Literally so full! 

 

    If you haven’t been following along, I don’t eat bread. I try to keep carbs to a minimum. Today I went balls deep in bread and I only regret eating too much. 

 

    But Jesus, have you ever had Texas Roadhouse cinnamon butter?! If you haven’t quit reading this shit blog and move your ass out to the nearest TR and get you some. 

 

    If you HAVE had it before, you understand the crazy, deep love for it! 

 

    Anyway, enough about butter! 

 

    What else? I have been working on my art a lot more recently! I absolutely love the freedom I feel right now! I have obligations to my book, yes! But for the most part my art is personal and in a learning phase that I love so much! I don’t owe anybody anything, my art is for ME! Anybody who comes along for the ride is just a bonus! Support is always nice, but I don’t need anyone’s approval and for the first time in my life, I am completely and utterly comfortable with not needing others to like me or my work! 

 

    I can’t even put into words how much of an accomplishment that is for me! For YEARS I thought the only way for me to love and accept myself was for others to think I was super smart, talented and excelling beyond my years! I needed their approval. 

 

    Turns out, the only approval I needed was my own. And it has taken me years and years to gain this mindset! And sometimes, I still struggle with it. But that only means that I am human. 

 

    Anyway! Happy Thursday! I hope the rest of the week makes you happy as that cinnamon butter made me tonight, EVERYONE deserves to be that happy! 

 

    I said what I said.

 

 

XOXO