Today is the day I vow to love myself fully and unconditionally. Without regard to the people who can’t accept me for what I am in this very moment. Without regard to the voice inside my head always trying to adjust myself to fit the needs of others.
Today is the day I reach for something more tangible. I’m floating midair with my arms at my sides and I can no longer go on waiting for someone else to touch me first.
Today is the day I follow my bliss.
Today is the day I move freely and let anxiety and worn out frames of mind fall beneath me. I can no longer let my past dictate my tomorrow. I can no longer let anyone dictate my right now.
Today is the day I let go of any expectations and accept things as they come and go.
Today is the day I accept the sadness.
Today is the day I accept the love.
commovente: i think i’m really good at making myself an outsider looking in in a lot of situations. i’ve always been very independent but sometimes it gets lonely. i want what i can’t have and what i can’t have is the world to fill me with its colors and to take everything else away. i don’t consider myself a person as much as i consider myself an empty vessel that takes and takes and takes and tries to convey all of everything in smaller and smaller words. i can’t write poetry anymore because i feel like a landmine and don’t know where to stop without exploding myself into millions of little pieces. there is never enough time to take a breath and erase yourself clean, lose yourself in words and books and have the freedom to disappear. there is always so much movement, so much flux, so much world that i’m missing and i don’t have enough lives to live them from every angle that i want to live them.
“Distorted realities have always been my cup of tea.” -Virginia Woolf, Selected Diaries
snazziest: I’m reading your palm and it says it belongs on my butt
“People empty me. I have to get away to refill.” -Charles Bukowski
onlinejournals: Christ, somebody just fuck the soul back into me.
“As I mature I realize that I talk to myself more, I correct my own mistakes, I follow my own advice. Less people are around and that has allowed me to connect with myself. I’ve become one of my own best friends.” -
glowingdisaster: the best part about being the little spoon while cuddling is being able to rub your butt against the person’s junk