The red string of fate.
“According to the myth, the gods tie an invisible red string around the little finger of people who are destined to be soul mates and will one day marry each other.” It can get twisted and knotted..but it will never be broken
You are a perfectly acceptable human being right now, this minute. You are just as valid as any other human being, without changing a single thing about yourself. That doesn’t mean you’re not allowed to want to grow, evolve or improve yourself, or you can’t do better sometimes, it just means right now this instant, you are worthy of your own self love. Even if it is hard to love yourself sometimes (and boy, is it!), or you’re struggling with some really difficult stuff in your life, you still deserve it.
So dearest you, be kind to yourself, be kind to others, and give the best version of you that you can give, but know that even in the tough times, you are still valid, worthy and deserving of your own self love.
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Fat Heffalump (via broadist) Much needed. <3 (via fattyunbound) |
I CAN’T EVEN! GOD BLESS OUR PRESIDENT
I want this just to see certain heads explode (no pun intended), LOL
Perfect President is perfect.
I am in favor of this policy.
POTUS, mother fuckers.
Without sounding mellodramatic, I feel like I’m just waiting to fall over the edge.
A lot of stuff has happened that’s similar to things that happened to me, and it was easy to ignore it when I don’t live there anymore, but it’s hit national news and it’s all over Facebook and twitter and the news (and rightly so), but I had no idea how much I’d not dealt with things until a month or so ago and now it’s everything I think about and it’s pulling me apart.
I’ve been off work sick for a week because I was having panic attack and cryingallthetime. I’ve brought forward a holiday to have another week off so I don’t have to get out of bed.
On a totally random note, I would like to start selling some things I make (canvas prints and glass print things) but I have no idea how. So instead of dealing with the fact that I’m having some sort of breakdown I’m going to research advertising and selling things. Fantastic. My life rocks.
I went to the woods because I wanted to live deliberately. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life. To put to rout all that was not life; and not, when I had come to die, discover that I had not lived.
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