Have a little faith

Grace. Twenty one. Maryland.

[healingsuggestions]

one day you will be standing in your front porch at 3am and the world will be quiet and so will your demons. and you will finally realize what it is to be at peace. you made it.

[gracefullly]

It gets better I promise

A year ago I was crying over the silence of my house. The absence of my mothers soul. The spirit that was no longer alive and well. A year ago I was crying over the use of drugs. The thought of you dying. The fact that every word you told me was I lie. “Of course I love you”. A year ago I was crying over the thought of myself. The fact that I didn’t know who I was. Where I was going. Why I was even still here.

Today though. Today is different. The house is warm and my mothers soul is back. The toxic relationship was finally released and I’ve fallen in love with my favorite human. And me. I figured it out. Who I was. Where I’m going. And I definitely know why the fuck I’m still here.

[gracefullly]

I’m head over heels tbh

[healingsuggestions]

one day you will be standing in your front porch at 3am and the world will be quiet and so will your demons. and you will finally realize what it is to be at peace. you made it.

[gracefullly]

[gracefullly]

You can’t tell me he’s not the cutest fucking thing

[gracefullly]

I hope you stopped playing with your demons and finally realized your potential. I hope that when you have a bad day you cry and move on rather than numbing your entire existence. I hope you desire to wake up every morning and not just that but open your eyes smiling. I hope a lot of things for you but I mostly hope your soul is whole again.

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[beanporium]

Motivational frog 🐸

[ch-ll0ut]

“Is it better to out-monster the monster or to be quietly devoured?”

— Friedrich Nietzsche, Good and Evil (via books-n-quotes)

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u gon killlll your spirit trying to please everyone

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mentally i am living in a cabin in the middle of nowhere in the woods of oregon and it’s foggy and i am wearing a big sweater and baking banana bread

[gracefullly]

It’s been a while

I haven’t written in probably 2 years so I figured i was overdue. I don’t know. I’ll describe my life in colors.

This black cloud keeps hovering over and it’s draining every cell in my body. Constantly just irritable or sad and for no reason at all. Breathing feels difficult and I’m so tired of struggling to do so. I run towards the yellow but it always fades to black again. Fuck the black. But fuck the yellow too.

And green. Green fucking haunts me as it always has since I was 17. It comes and goes similar to the leaves changing. No matter how dead and gone it seems, it always finds its way back. Green. What a shitty color.

Red. So much fucking red. Red covers my face and my heart and my brain. Red covers my finger tips and my toes and my eyes. So much fucking red I could scream and fill the room with every shade of it. Red is fuming out of my head and into my life in every direction. No matter how much I try to let it out, the red just stains. It stains and it stains and it stains.

But Blue. Blue is my saving grace. Blue keeps me calm when the colors start raging. Blue brings me home when I’m not even sure where that is. Blue makes me feel whole when the colors are spilling out of me in every direction. Blue keeps me here.

[adhighdefinition]

“I am mentally ill. I can say that. I am not ashamed of that. I survived that, I’m still surviving it, but bring it on. Better me than you.”

— Carrie Fisher

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