R3v3rie - ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Reverie ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

i’ve been doing this positivity crystal spread under my pillow for the past two days and i’ve been having SUCH better mornings!! here’s the info for anyone who wants it!

citrine

amethyst

sunstone

rose quartz

carnelian

i just put them in a little bag in my pillowcase and sleep near them all night. in the morning i put them on a selenite charging plate (you could also use a window sill but i prefer selenite) and let them stay there until i’m ready to put them back under my pillow to go to sleep!!

i stg this shit is just Big Puppy Disorder. like wag wag wag my tail over this new friend, he is so nice and he is so nice to me and i want to be his puppy and make him happy too :3

i’m like some braindead golden retriever wtf is going on.

Lady Euphrosyne Devotional Post

Charity Euphrosyne

embodiment of joy,

true divine happiness,

radiant positivity,

You- who is the one i desperately aspire to be

beauty driven of only good will,

the eternal light.

Lady Euphrosyne I devote myself wholeheartedly to working towards my goal of positivity. May every workbook entry i have written/will write, every affirmation i read, and every kind act i commit be a testament to my will. I ask that you bless me on this journey and may guide me to become more like yourself in any way possible.

Blessed be, Kind Lady Euphrosyne.

i thought i was at my lowest but holy shit it gets lower

feeling like diane from bojack horseman when she got medicated and lost her ability to write the gritty shit.

i just want to give up. i’m tired of being damaged goods n hurting everyone accidentally.

“‘She loves me like a dog’ but not in the soft, blindly loyal puppy way. She loves like a stray, mangy and flea ridden, hiding in the back of an alleyway or under the porch of the abandoned house next door.

She loves violently and ferally and wildly protective because she knows how it feels to be alone during the winter and she can’t go back to that, she can’t.

She loves with teeth and claws because those are the only body parts that have ever saved her, and she mistakes every hug for a chokehold.

She loves in a way that looks an awful lot like violence and feels an awful lot like desperation.”

-some random guy on my tiktok fyp at 3pm on a sunday

i wish you didn’t get distant and i didn’t turn mean.

i miss you every damn day.

this was written during a suicidal episode, so please bear with the fragmented thoughts and overall vagueness of the big feelings I was feeling.