You have every right to heal and move past an event
To those sharing every little aspect of their days?? Y’all are painstakingly adorable, it crushes me, it BREAKS me to see that smile on your face, or how your eyes light up every time you bring that one rock you saw on your way home and nurture and care for it as if you plunked it on the table from your own womb or how that one lady flashed you a smile and those beautiful wrinkles caressing her plum cheeks could tell tales that go on for days, I’m. Here. To. Hear. You. Out. Please spoil me with the abundance of your cute brain let me hear that voice again I BEG OF YOU.
Strangely so, I hold onto the stem of the daffodils, a little tighter, a little longer, cultivating a strong desire to be enveloped by their cushioned petals
Frank O'Hara, from Selected Poems; "Mayakovksy"
[Text ID: I love you. I love you, / but I'm turning to my verses / and my heart is closing / like a fist.]
Always casually waiting sitting on those huge seats in the cinema hall swinging my feet back and forth feeling the butterflies in my stomach chipping away at the branches of my ribs to see the post credit scene where they pat you on the back and kith your eyelids and forehead and that sweet nose of yours because you did today, you did today :)
Growth is constant. Always and forever, even when you feel like you’ve done nothing productive throughout your day, even when you feel like you’ve come to a stop, even when you feel like you haven’t moved past a point in what seems like ages, even when you feel like you aren’t over the loss of a figure, even when you feel like you can no longer feel yourself anymore. My precious reader, I hope you understand just how much courage it takes to come to terms with the mere fact of not having done anything today. Admitting it to yourself is far more than enough. You are breathing, growing and you are constantly giving every living second of your life. You are reciprocating emotions, you are finding a way through your thoughts to draw this very conclusion, you are processing so many different interactions through the span of the past few hours, yet being able to continue to communicate, Respect that.
Believe that you have the liberty to reach, direct and make the space that allows you to breath, to build walls that provide you shelter, warmth and support rather than one’s that are closing in on you. You have what it takes to create an environment that is comfortable for you to live in, and you have what it takes to learn to love yourself all over again. There are times when the places you live in, trigger responses out of you, and have you behave in a way that don’t necessarily define you at all. So you don’t have to wait around for a chance, or live under the false pretence of an image that isn’t you, because there will come a day when you will make a home that is full of you and have the freedom to define all its boundaries :)
Being left alone with your thoughts doesnt necessarily have to mean that youre going to eat yourself alive or push yourself to the brink of insanity, you dont always have to be standing or seeking shelter on two extreme ends of the world. It means you pull apart the strings of that cobweb and thread it so much so it intertwines with your being so its not strangling you anymore,Because its Moments like those when you should stop trying to fight yourself from giving into beliefs, almost like you stopped trying to take shelter and finally stood in the rain. Instead of running away, admire the way it feels because its meant to feel that way, contrary to the popular belief it wont catch you off guard, much like reality does :)
T shirt that says publicly crying isn’t a giveaway of your sensitivity or weakness. You are hurt, and you are hurting, you have every right to to feel your pain and acknowledge it regardless of the setting, understand what must be prioritised first instead of submitting to a pseudo authority and audience that keeps you from being able to hold yourself when and where needed. It pains me to say how I have come across so many people who’re strongly forced to believe that they must shield themselves by hiding something so beautiful. Save yourself the mental 4buse, take it one step at a time, feel free to let yourself out the way your body needs it to be
I strongly believe that love can be found and channelled anywhere so long as that something/someone hasn’t decided to make you feel otherwise, almost as though you should regret loving.Love is heavy, lightweight, subjective, mobile and constantly keeping a check on you so you see glimpses of it around you, maybe hidden under the lines of the book you’re reading, maybe trapped under the warmth of your blanket, maybe with the company a stray cat gives you on the street while you’re on your way back home,maybe with the candy wrapper you found rummaging through your pocket while feeling the sweet aftertaste in your mouth, maybe with the way someone rests their hands on your shoulder, maybe with the way someone calls out your name, it’s there. It stays, so don’t you dare for a second think that it’s left your side
“the flowers were dressed in nothing but light,they let me bathe in my vulnerability”
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