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*gets hit with feelings i thought i was over with* mmm i see that we’re recycling now
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The full moon on Wednesday / Thursday is already activated and creating very uncomfortable feelings. Whatever is surfacing right now is exactly what is needed, in order to confront whatever you have been avoiding.
(via ellibeanz)
sometimes i forget how many times i’ve picked myself off the floor, how many times i’ve washed away smudgy makeup and put myself to bed. how many times i’ve said no to something unhealthy. said yes to something good. how many times i’ve treated myself with kindness and patience. i forget how many times i’ve tended to wounds and made peace with my own anger. if i was taking care of a body that was not my own, i’d believe i was doing everything i could. so here’s to remembering that i’m doing the best i can.
(via loveserum)
““I wanted to call him,“ she said, ” just to see how he was doing. But you can’t do that. You can’t talk to someone who held your heart in their palm and pretend it never happened. “I wanted to ask why it was so hard to get over him. I wanted to know if he felt pain like knives in his sides like I did. I wanted to know if he ever felt lonely when he listened to music, or if things reminded him of the memories we made. “I wanted to say that I couldn’t remember the sound of him saying my name anymore and sometimes that scared me but I knew it was important, and that our last kiss wasn’t anything like in the movies, that it was so brief the wind had swept it away before I’d had a chance to commit it to memory. I wanted to explain how now I’d forgotten everything apart from the way he made me feel, like I could do anything, like love wasn’t just for perfect people, like love could also be for me. “So my god I wanted to call him, but instead I sat on the floor and drank shots like they were tea. To be honest I don’t know if I still loved him, but then I suppose you have to love someone to miss them like that; like hell, like absolute-fucking hell.”— S.Z. // Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #218 (via blossomfully)
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bad news: a lot can change in a year
good news: a lot can change in a year
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i LOVE HEART SHAPED THINGS!!!!!! HEART SHAPED CLOUDS??? HEART SHAPED CHOCOLATES???? THATS WHAT BEING ALIVE IS ABOUT
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