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7 hours ago
💔 #myvoicesoundssosadlol #loveandobsession #album #3am #asthetic #billieeilish •
Have you ever loved someone so much that you'd do anything for them
Life seems incomplete without them by your side
And when they do leave you can't get over them no matter how much you try
Just hearing them speak makes your heart warm
And when you don't, you heart gets torn
Love is so evil, introducing someone into your life you know you can't have.
You get attached to the fact that they're out there somewhere with someone else and not you.
Some say it's obsession but I call it love
7 hours ago
PERFECT FORMULA 😊
9 hours ago
The Capable Butterfly
Hungry for love from an absent mother
Feeding on lies that she has not self worth
Stripping herself from her dignity as she hears the lies of her unrealized accomplishments day after day
Adopting an unwanted disease named anxiety growing daily from childhood wounds. Implacable competent communication urging her that she means nothing
One day shed grow up, learning to believe it
Time ticks, life thrives to let her down one too many times
How tragic of a story of one girl who deserved everything in the world
Left with nothing other than a handful of rocks
Each tiny part that makes up that rock was a memory
Some of the rocks as a whole shined bright, the jubilant memories
More rocks showed dimmed as she frantically sought for more of the bright rocks to expose themselves
Her trauma had successfully nested inside her subconscious and would filter her thoughts and actions
It be a wise bet this girl found herself to be mischievous, spreading pernicious activity around and through herself
However this is the story of a wounded little girl who grew up to be an inspiration
She took her beatings as caterpillars will eat in preparation for the metamorphosis process
Tightly examining her past, putting up walls for when she escapes inside her firm cocoon of self realization, entering the real world
When it was time to take action, to blossom, this little girl was no more…
But now a beautiful butterfly
Wandering life with knowledge of her self-worth
Though left with many emotional pollution inside her soul, it was not to control her, she was in control of herself
The path to her today self was a rut path, but led to a beautiful story for those whom need to know it will be ok
This woman is kind, loving, charitable, giving, dispersing only love, no hate
I pray to gain the strength she has, because she still suffers every day while I have moments of the sorrow she feels
There is no word to describe Her other than one of a kind
To have had her Brought into my life has been a blessing
For I have found the inspiration of living proof I needed of someone communicating
Ive been through more than others, but Im ok
Not using a single word.
9 hours ago
Do you still play the piano? I think of how you used to practice every day just after lunch. I wish you’d had told me what songs you played so I could hear them. I wish you could play them for me, now.
The enclosed postcard reminded me of you then. So much possibility you could snatch from a page to finger to note. To be back in summer! To be swathed in your music!
I miss you.
11 hours ago
As I leave this time in Taurus Season, my season, I head gleefully into the season of my rising sign, Gemini season!⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
I didn’t know about rising signs until a couple years ago and it was a game changer for me. It was the catalyst for a deeper desire to know my full chart. Learning more about Gemini filled in a lot of what never fit for Taurus⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
Gemini is witty and always quick with a comeback. They are intelligent and strong communicators. They are adaptable and mirror others well, putting people at ease, and allowing themselves to blend in with everyone. At their worst they can be impulsive, harsh, flakey, and abandon things if they get bored. I feel it⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
As we move into this season, and with Gemini in mind, my page will focus a bit more on my writing. The layouts will be clean and crisp. The tarot deck will be Prisma Visions, a Deck I feel communicates the tarot in the most lovely way. The minor suits are murals, and when next to one another, one card seamlessly floats into the next⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
Welcome to Gemini season!⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
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12 hours ago
𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙚... #bookspoetryandcoffee
Here’s an old writing piece of mine back from late 2018! It is also one of the first pieces I used when I did my first spoken word poetry act!
20 hours ago
Long distant sights, empty paths and wavy seas. The duck walks in search of his treasure, quacking and pecking at every stone in hopes his treasure will appear. The duck cries in search of his treasure, with the legs getting tired, the birds aiming to attack, the waves attempting to annihilate the duck and steep gradient of the path not easing off. Little duck walks in struggle through the rocky road and the boulders of rubble. Little duck never stops, even if he must crawl, he will find his treasure and let out a happy quack once more. #writingwithmeaning #originalwriting #writersofinsta #hiddenwritings #hiddenmessage #selfacceptance #mentalhealth
1 day ago
DON’T FORGET YOU HAVE FEELINGS TOO 😊
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1 day ago
“I cannot believe you!” Serafina Blackthorn screamed. She threw her jacket- covered in dry mud and blood- onto the couch, turning to face him.
“Why are you even mad?” Bailey Rhodes seemed just as livid, “I saved your ass-“
“I told you not to come! Very specifically told you to stay here, to do anything else, but no-“
“What makes you think you can tell me what to do?”
They were across the room from each other, but she swore she could feel the heat of anger radiating off him. Him in his work jeans and a t-shirt, her in her ruined white tank-top and torn up skinny jeans, it was an odd sort of sight. She had her hair up, blonde ponytail matted together by rain and mud. It was visible on her face too, the streaks of dirt where the rain had smeared it.
Sera gaped at him. No one could shut her up like Bails. “I had it handled,” She said. You could’ve been hurt, she meant.
He raked his fingers through his hair, “Why are you mad at me!? You could’ve died-“
“My life is expendable, yours isn’t! I can’t lose you, Bails, please just listen to me-“
She was pressed against the wall a second later, their bodies clashing together like the sea against it’s cliffs. Only she could seem angry while confessing her love, the same way only they could make kissing into arguing. His hands on her shoulders and her legs around his waist and teeth and tongue. This was the only way they knew how to communicate all of it at once, tangled together. This was the only way for her to say 'I can’t live without you,' where he could explain he couldn’t live without her either. A place where he could show her the anger and fear and love without having to use words.
His hands had moved to support her hips, he broke apart to rest his forehead on hers.
Sera said, through shallow breaths, “This isn’t healthy, you know.”
And he laughed, a husky thing, “I’ve seen you jump of a bridge into the Hudson, since when do you care about healthy?”
His breath in her ear was persuasive, and she knew this was the only way she could tell the truth fully. Her tongue tied to his muted the lies.
“I didn’t jump,” She breathed, “I was…was pushed.”
He had moved his mouth to her neck, “Mmmm…cliff jumping?”
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1 day ago
NEW EP IS OUT LINK IN MY BIO!!!! HUGE shoutout to @brandon.brown_ for taking over all the production and making these songs really come to life.
So grateful for all your guys’ support, without it none of this would mean anything💙💙💙💙
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1 day ago
Owning your story is important, whether it’s shiny and full of light, or muddy and you’ve walked through the darkness for so long you forgot days even happen. It belongs to you, for better, or worse. Every moment shapes you, every challenge you overcome leads you into the next, and every joy is a reminder to be grateful for moments that can’t be recreated or repeated
I’ve been broken and I have no shame around that. I picked myself up and worked on myself and continue to do so every single day. I waited for a long time to be “saved” all I wanted was someone to fix me, it took years and years to finally take my life into my own hands. I was who I was waiting for, but we don’t know until we know. This work isn’t easy, it’s not pretty, and it’s every damn day
The Sun is the card I want to focus my energy on this cycle as we move into Gemini. I don’t want to wait for the other shoe to drop, when things are good I want to embrace them instead of wait for it to collapse around me, which is an easy place for me to be. I won’t blame myself when I don’t feel it, getting to the sun means working through the darkness. This isn’t about ignoring the shadow it’s about working through it and appreciating the sun when it comes, and remembering even when things seem really dark, the day will ALWAYS re-emerge
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1 day ago
NEW EP “TIME ALONE” IS OUT AT MIDNIGHT!!! Can’t wait for you guys to hear @brandon.brown_ ‘s insane production!
2 days ago
her beauty simply leaves me speechless 💫
2 days ago
from here on out, there will be a points system determining your personality and your relationship with your companions (aspen and silas). the categories for AJ's personality are: cold/kind and stealthy/bold
so far, AJ has 1 point in cold and i point in bold
the categories for Aspen are: brave/weak
the categories for Silas are: warm/snob
for both companions, you can either get trust or mistrust points that affect how close they are to you. both will also have romance paths, but more on that when we get there.
comment your thoughts and theories, next update asap !! also don't forget to vote !! #story #originalwriting #interactive #interactivestory #horror #mystery #chooseyourownpath
2 days ago
I didn't take any photos last night. I just wanted to be in the moment, experience the joy and love, friends and family who came together in celebration of Dustin and Mari. So, I stole some images from their facebook accounts!!! My feet hurt, and my cheeks hurt from all the smiling and dancing. My soul is satisfied, and my heart is on high.
I looked into the faces of two of the most beautiful souls, God at the center of them, and so much love and support surrounding them. They have done more things right than I have in my whole life. I'm just glad one of them was raising a good man, to be a good husband for her. And she, she is an extraordinary woman, a beautiful heart, and a kindness so deeply interwoven in her soul. I love her as my own. And I pray always for them, as I do for all who are within my gravity, for to prosper in patience, perseverance, faithfulness, kindness, forgiveness, honor, loyalty, trust and truth. These are powerful words that I hold in my heart. I see them manifested in my children. My children are my treasures. May My God continue to bless them. ~ j.
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2 days ago
Get on your knees and start praying.
Happy Sunday, friends 😏