Happy Holidays. 💙
My poetry collections Confessions of a Wallflower (2017) & I Am The Architect of My Own Destruction (2018) are available on Amazon if you’re interested in having a copy of your own. 💙
They’re also about mental health, healing, depression, self-care, and self-love. 💙
You can grab a copy of Confessions of a Wallflower here: https://www.amazon.com/dp/1542396859 🌷
You can grab a copy of I Am The Architect of My Own Destruction here: https://www.amazon.com/dp/1721578641 🌷
Stay safe, and I wish you hope, love and healing. ✨
“Isn’t it funny how day by day nothing changes, but when you look back, everything is different.”
— C.S. Lewis
I COULD'VE LIVED NOT THINKING ABT THIS YK 😞😞😞😞
✶ Compare the size of your hand with his own just to have an excuse to hold hands.
✶ Brush a strand of hair away from your face because he doesn’t like when your hair hides your big round eyes from him. His thumb caressing your cheek before pulling away.
✶ Look at your lips as you talk, mesmerised by them. Even more so after a make out session when they’re swollen and red.
✶ Clumsy flirt with you because he gets shy.
✶ Bring you your favorite candy every time he goes out or comes home after a trip.
✶ Write little notes on post-its and leave them inside your books, so you’ll find them when picking up a new one to start.
✶ Touch your hand under the table at family dinners or events, seeking comfort.
✶ Switch positions while walking down a busy street to keep you from harms ways.
✶ Give you massages. He has a special collection of oils and creams just to give you back and shoulder massages to help you relax.
✶ Never raise his voice at you.
✶ Always remember the little things, even if you said it a while ago or don’t even remember saying it. He always remembers everything when it comes to you.
✶ Take care of you when you’re not feeling well, not leaving your side until you fall asleep and guarding your sleep even if it means to stay up all night.
✶ Hold your face in his hands and smile fondly at you before leaning in and kissing you.
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it’s 12:04 in the afternoon, and i’m here in my messy bedroom. My head is kind of against the wall, my back on the pillow and i don’t know how to explain - seriously, how can i be a good writer?
right now, i don’t know my purpose. i think i’ve forgotten what i really want to do with my life. i’m so bored. ugh, idk
There is love in holding and there is love in letting go.
Elizabeth Berg (via sunsetquotes)
did u ever feel like u r socially unaccepted?
luke out for the game tonight? playoffs are hughes-less. is this what we get for saying “raise hell” on easter sunday ://
"If I ever see a flaw of yours, i'd say my eyes are the flawed ones."
Mahmoud Darwish
“My entire life can be described in one sentence: It didn’t go as planned, and that’s okay.”
— Rachel Wolchin
If there ever comes a day where you no longer cross my mind, just know I did everything for you.
(via thingsiwishitoldher)