Sasha Chorny, Tr. By Bernard Meares, From “A Drunkard’s Nocturnes,” C. 1910

You don’t just return to yourself by meditating and working out. You return when you finally stop lying to yourself. When you stop romanticizing a situation that’s actively recycling the pain you said you wanted to outgrow.

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 🌷

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Stay safe, and I wish you hope, love and healing. ✨

Reason to Live #3369

  To one day be someone else’s reason. – Guest Submission

(Please don’t add negative comments to these posts.)

“Sometimes it takes a heartbreak to shake us awake and help us see we are worth so much more than we’re settling for.”

— Mandy Hale

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group chat texts pt1 pt2 pt3 pt4 pt5 pt6 pt7 pt8 first day at the lake house

shake it off, babe

a lake house christmas

random headers  like if you save. no one of these pics/arts are mine, credits to all owners.

write me a love letter and seal it with a stolen kiss,

take my hand and lead me on an ethereal adventure,

write me a song and sing it under my window,

where my parents can’t see you.

press flowers and hide them in the pages of the books you give me,

write me a story and read it to me while we fall asleep,

paint me the sunrise on the day we met,

when everything was so much sweeter.

Make me believe in love again.