Elizaveta Yankelovich

There was a girl  by the name of Cinnamon that lived with a billy goat named Jamcakes…
They slept together in a bed made of discarded 80′s fluorescent sunglasses…
Jamcakes always liked to lick Cinnamon’s eyeballs while she slept…
Cinnamon liked the way Jamcakes licked her eyeballs and was convinced it fostered amazing dreams…
On Tuesdays they go hunting for aardvarks…
They don’t actually hunt them…but just pretend to hunt them…
And when they find an aardvark they quickly dress him up in winter clothes…
Like 4 mittens for his toes and a toque with a huge pom pom for his nose and earmuffs for his bum and brain and a faux fur scarf to wear on a train…
Cinnamon and Jamcakes also enjoyed staring at the moon…
They would stare for hours…
Then they both would do shots of wolf tears mixed with apple juice and coerce the moon to have sex with another moon…
And then they would coerce that moon to have sex with another moon different from the first moon….
Another little weird thing they did was pretend they were blood sucking bats but instead of blood sucking bats they actually were french kissing bats and they would run around the universe french kissing everyone and everything…
They would french kiss lotion bottles, and french kiss little babies when they yawned…
They french kissed catfish and glassware and wedding cakes and those socks with the separate toes…
They kissed coleslaw and starfish and little monkeys that scratched their bums on trees and plastic bags and used tin foil and roasted chicken and boxes of q-tips…
After all the french kissing they would get tired… they would crawl slowly home and take off their shoes, lassos and glow in the dark forehead bands and then they would snuggle up back in bed and shut their eyes and dream of all their past and future moments that are so momentous that they cross over and overlap on top of the present moments and the moments all caress each other and make purple paper cranes that soar above porcupines that smoke opium on top of forts made of those gelatinous balls in bubble tea…. The End xo

Yes I mean all the time…. when you’re busy…tired…sad…when it’ rainy or shady… when life is messy… or when you fuck up or are fucked up…and I mean the kind of love that envelops you inside and out… the kind of love that slaps you in the face hard & softly and makes you smile… the kind of love that makes you float and fly and squeezes you so tight that you almost can’t breathe…the kind of love that if you spin around really really really fast love spews out of you and sprays everything around and covers the universe with more love….

10 ways to remember to love yourself all the time …

1) Every time you see a cloud tell yourself that you love yourself ten times…

2) Draw hearts all over your body with a sharpie everyday…

3) Every day climb a tree and kiss you’re knees and hug yourself so tight that it kind of hurts…

4) Make all the food you eat shaped like a heart, heart shaped sandwiches, meatballs, pancakes, salami, chocolate, apples and so on….

5) Tell everything you see that you love it… like so… I love you tree… I love you cow… I love you swan… I love you blue rusted van…. I love you socks….I love you wind…. I love you snow….I love you pavement… I love you neighbor…  I love you garbage… I love you fence….you get the idea right?

6) Every night cuddle with yourself forever and give yourself some love bites the pretty kind that are kind of pink and purply and glisten…

7) Write yourself love poems and hide them in your bag, in your mittens,  in your fridge… or fold it up really tiny and stick it in the back of your teeth…. then find them and read them  ….  it’s romantic…

8 ) Every time you hug someone … hug them so so so hard … that in essence you’re hugging them and yourself together in a huge drippy hug sandwich of love that is exploding and seeping love into every pore of you and them…

9) Lick yourself a lot… that’s how wild animals show their love and we as humans need to adopt the licking attitude … cause licking = love…

10) Take your fave bevvy and from now on consider it your love serum… drink it all the time and every moment… pour it on your face and wash your clothes in it…fill your bathtub with it and then float in it….hook it up to a hose and set your sprinkler up to it then lie underneath it and soak it up and catch it in your mouth….let it run into your eyes and up your nose…. love serum will love you and you will love it and then …you will love you like you’ve never been loved before….