Abditory🖤
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My own brain is to me the most unaccountable of machinery,always buzzing,humming,soaring,roaring,diving and then buried in mud.🥀
For any ideas or a friend
@chesed_29
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If I smile is that really me or the meds doing their job?
In love with this🖤🖤🖤
I broke my heart into pieces in order to let go of you.
Stolen from a subscribor🖤🖤🖤
If this isn't beautiful I don't know what is🖤
Forwarded from Budapest dreams
Sometimes her thoughts get too loud other people can hear it. They ask her "did you say something?", when in truth she hasn't said a anything in years.
Let me bless ya'll ears
Let me let you go.
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I have no words❤️❤️❤️
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His voice is whatever peace is🖤🖤🖤
Forwarded from Lost·In·Pieces (Dandelion)
Idk who needs to hear this today, but I am so proud of you. You are not reduced down to your fight. You are so strong and so much more than the pain. I love you and I know you can make it through this.
Forwarded from The Sun & Her Flowers
Back in sixth grade, I had a really good friend. In fact we still are friends. She has small eyes and her hair isn't dense at all and it is so manageable. I, on the other hand, have big eyes (relatively) and my hair is dense as hell. Back then it was denser and so hard to tie in a simple pony tail. I hated it. And I used to tell her she was so lucky for those features. But whenever the topic came up, she said she preferred small eyes over big ones. And her hair type over any other. I'm pretty sure my young mind thought that her personal opinion was a standard and that's how I should look too. I think a lot of us go through a similar thing in life, although this example includes embarrassing confessions of a gullible child 😂. I was thinking about her earlier and learned a lesson. She accepted the way she was and even loved herself. So much that she was her favorite type of person. But I doubted myself a bit and instead of accepting myself, I accepted someone else's standards. That's how social media, society and unrealistic beauty standards get into our heads. We don't get to choose the way we look. No one gives us with a set of hair samples and skin tones to decide on when we're born. We are what we are. It really shouldn't even matter in the first place but if someone wants to look good they can and they will- but we can't tell them that they need to look a certain way or even worse, like someone before they get a shot. We're all different from eachother, unique and diverse. I'm pretty sure that God didn't do that by accident. So what you can do, my dear, is accept the image you see in the mirror. That's you and you're beautiful. You're powerful and you matter. And most of all, don't listen or act according to a society that tells you what to look like.
@thesunandherflowerss