i am not immune to the giant valentine bear aisle
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i am not immune to the giant valentine bear aisle
I always feel close to the ocean.
Sometimes we just need a little reminder :’)
mini howl’s moving castle painting complete!! (」゜ロ゜)」~ (◍˃̵͈̑ᴗ˂̵͈̑)
Excerpt from The Complete Poems by Anne Sexton
What Maroussia wishes to hold onto is love as fear, and fear as love. They are inseparable. This is one of the most obscure experiences that we can ever have. Some of us really like what scares us. Just to be scared. It’s appalling. O my love, my terror. ‘O my son, my terror,’ says Akhmatova in one of her poems. There is no love except where there is fear. Love run by fear, escorted by fear.
We love the wolf. We love the love of the wolf. We love the fear of the wolf. We’re afraid of the wolf: there is love in our fear. Fear is in love with the wolf. Fear loves. Or rather: we are afraid of the person we love.
— Hélène Cixous, ‘The Love of the Wolf’ tr. Keith Cohen
“I fell for you like the cherry blossom from the cherry trees.”
sometimes saying you deserve love or happiness or recovery feels so wrong and untrue that you don't want to say it. but you have to keep saying it. even when it feels like a lie. especially when it feels like a lie. and maybe you won't feel better right in that moment and maybe you'll feel hopeless and like relapsing or giving in to mean thoughts is inevitable but if you keep telling yourself that you deserve everything that those bad thoughts tried to take from you eventually it won't feel like a lie. eventually you will know it's true. recovery is hard as hell and you gotta push through some really persistent thoughts that'll tell you that things will never get better but you are heckin strong and one day you will see that it was worth it. one day you will realise that it was never a lie and you will be so proud of yourself. you just gotta keep trying.
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I just need pretty little coffee shop dates and plenty of adventures that involve holding hands.
pretty girl next to a pretty girl next to a pretty girl ♡
Clarissa Pinkola Estés, from “Women who Run with the Wolves,” c. 1992