May there perpetually be a lipsticked grin splashed across my face.
May I make a big dramatic show of wanting wildly inappropriate things & people because desire is FUN.
May I be coy & adorably modest whenever anyone compliments my messy chignon, smudged mascara or half-faded Russian Red.
May we all find that which makes us tick & live by it, purely.
May we stay up all night in search of a feeling that’s easy to find.
May we guzzle coffee because we are so fucking cool.
May we tell long rambling anecdotes from our past, our former selves, our former lives.
May life constantly be getting better, crazier, funner, & more wonderful.
May sleep be the enemy & the refuge.
May we be happy always.
May we always summon forth what we need.