[regnum-lab]

so the academy is reviewing whether or not to remove Will Smith’s award and here are some interesting tweets about that :)

[halfpeeledtangerine]

i know im not supposed to want a man as much as i do but god their arms when they lift them above their heads and the feeling of their warm hands on your waist and the smell of them and the solidness of their chest behind your back and their hips between your legs and their length pressed up against you and their face in your neck, all soft hair and rough stubble, and the muscle that feathers in their jaw when they're mad and im so full of yearning and i don't understand why we don't appreciate how beautiful they are more often because they should know, they should know what they do to us

[cvntyblogger]

relationships with ur parents are so weird, arent they? like... i hate you for what you did, i love you because you bring me soup when im sick. i want to get away from you. i feel safe with you. i want to run away from you. i want your hugs. i wish you understood me. i wish i understood you.

[multidimensional-recovery-deact]

BLOCKING YOUR BLESSINGS?

Manifesting & Emotions:

The main two ways I’ve noticed blocked blessings in myself and others are lack of patience and a bad mood. Emotional reaction and emotional projection block blessings from entering your vortex. 

Impatience/Emotional Reaction:

I’m guilty of getting annoyed if something is not manifesting quickly. Recently, I wanted to go to the beach. I met someone and we started vibing. The morning I thought we we’re going to hangout he didn’t message me quickly enough in my mind, so I made other plans. A couple hours later he messaged me to go to a beach party. I was not in the mood to go anymore. I blocked a perfectly good beach day because I was impatient. 

Bad Mood/Emotional Projection:

This other time I wanted this person I liked to message me, they did when I was in a really stressed out mood. I was happy they reached out and wanted to chill but didn’t accept his invitation because of my mood. Ironically it would have made me feel better to go and chill but I didn’t because I felt like I was going to breathe cortisol everywhere. Focusing on my bad mood blocked me from accepting something that would have pulled me out of it.       

Self-Sabotage:

2 parts of yourself are at odds with what you want, e.g. one part of yourself wants to be single, but the other part wants to be in a committed relationship. You always seem to sabotage your romantic relationships. This sabotage occurs because the part of yourself that doesn’t want to be in a relationship deactivates them through various strategies because it doesn’t think it is safe for you to be in that situation from past experience/trauma. It believes it is saving you from facing pain. Both parts are in conflict but ultimately want you to be happy, they just have different beliefs of what that looks like.  

Unregulated Emotions:   

Emotions determine what you attract (positive emotions attract positivity into your reality, negative emotions attract negativity into your reality) unregulated emotions= chaotic life 

Clogged Energy:

This is why the importance of spiritual hygiene in stressed on your ig feed, each day we have all different types of frequency rub off on us. And, if you don’t take time to these release those unwanted frequencies your energy flow can become clogged like dirty pores. This will seriously effect your manifesting abilities, as you have old and unwanted things weighing you down. Create an inner-narrative/mantra that anchors you to feelings of confidence, peace, and joy when you notice the wave of negative energies crashing down on you. 

%#*& Toxic Positivity: 

This is not promoting toxic positivity, have your sad and bad times. But don’t prolong them. Don’t let a bad day turn into a bad month. Know when your inner-narrative is imposing self-suffering through mindfulness techniques and realize these block your current blessings and your narrative-loops create your vortex.    

[halfpeeledtangerine]

why pisces moon men gotta be such good drivers, is emotional manipulation not a good enough talent?

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

It’s so healing to wake up in a silent house and silently make your own coffee or tea and enjoy the beautifully intricate fullness of the morning silence while remaining calm and collected and unbothered by all outer and inner noise and it’s so low-key elevating and pacifying to rejoice in the silent atmosphere of your own house and just silently block the rest of the world…it’s a slice of heaven

[francisforever2014]

people are so fucking stupid like 😭 people saying “some 13 year olds GENUINELY like dressing up to look like adults and sexualizing themselves bc it makes them feel good about themselves!!1!” like.. have you ever considered why that makes them feel “good” in the first place?? why would a thirteen year old girl spend hours on makeup and tons of her parents money on clothes made for adults if she’s not being influenced to think that that’s what she needs to do to feel good about herself.. i just refuse to believe that any 13 year old girl (or any girl for that matter but that’s a different story) LIKES to sexualize herself without any outside influences. people don’t exist in a vacuum and some of you are GENUINELY stupid

[third-nature]

This one's been circulating a good bit and I love it

Source

[halfpeeledtangerine]

my favourite way of receiving spiritual downloads is when im giving advice to a friend or just having a conversation with them, and i realise the words im speaking are exactly what i needed to hear about a problem id just been worrying about.

what's yours?

[a-path-by-the-moon]

[halfpeeledtangerine]

someone asked me once if a taurus placement or a pisces placement needs more sleep and that's such a valid question because the fact is (and its so slept on), when it comes to physical labour, it's the taurus, but when it comes to emotional labour? my pisces babies need it the most and that's on the difference between earth and water signs.

[halfpeeledtangerine]

dear malu, today im feeling grateful for having you in my life, im also feeling pretty stoned so that may be the explanation. anyway, thank you for being the person i looked to to process my life with, the person i ran my thoughts through, the person i shared a very special space of my heart and mind with, the person who was my only constant through six of the most difficult years of my life and the next three unstable ones, and the person i can continue to rely on for the rest of our time together. thanks for understanding me down to the niches of my brain, and for just being you. i love you always bestfriend. (and since it's your birthday - if you're reading this, it must be your birthday - happiest birthday, can't wait to grow even older with you)

[halfpeeledtangerine]

i sometimes think my mother cried the night she first raised her fists on me.

the way she cried when she accidentally let a door slam shut on my fingers.

the way she cried everytime she left a stinging mark across my face after a stressful day.

the way she cried everytime she drew blood and realised she'd gone too far.

the way she cried the first time she realised how much damage she had done.

the way she cried everytime she couldn't stop herself in the years to come.

the way she cried when i left home at eighteen after telling her i'd been waiting for this moment.

is it the same way i cry everytime somebody makes me feel like my mother did?

the same way i would cry everytime i begged her not to hurt me?

the same way i cry everytime i think of her, hurt and alone and raging?

the same way i cry when i talk about her because the love and the anger and the hatred and the affection overwhelm me into losing the right words to express what im feeling?

[halfpeeledtangerine]

there's something so beautiful about a family home.

thinking about how this bed im sitting on comforted my mother through countless teenage heartbreaks and these walls silently withstood 46 years of love disguised as anger, and these trees watched each one of us grow into the people we are today and im overwhelmed.

everytime i visit, i find pieces of the people my family used to be. handwritten letters full of promises in between pages of their favourite books. vhs tapes of weddings and first birthdays. piles of clothes once loved and now forgotten. stickers of the moon behind bedposts. the words 'michael jackson' scrawled across an unused switchboard in my mother's handwriting.

was this house happy to see me when i was born, does it recognise me when i come to visit? does it wonder why i no longer come with my mother, did it miss her when she moved away? does it mourn our dead as we do, does it love us?

[soughtstory]

“Do you honestly believe that Persephone was tricked into eating the pomegranate? That Apollo didn’t adore Icarus to the point of sunburn? That there was no Helen before there was a Helen of Troy? You fools - there is always cacophony before the fall.”

— LEGENDS ARE PLAGUED WITH TRUTHS // sophie green

[halfpeeledtangerine]

i remember the first few weeks of quarantine and the emptiness i felt in my chest. my boyfriend and i had just ended our relationship, and my mother and i were at each other's throats. i had hit rock bottom. i remember needing change, craving it. i remember looking for it everywhere except the one place i was supposed to be looking. myself.

you see, i was told, if nothing changes, nothing changes. so i changed.

i began waking up before my mother and soaking in the peace that filled the atmosphere. i would sit at the window, a warm cup of lemon water in my hands and enjoy the buttery morning sunshine. i would stretch my body, releasing tense muscles and stored emotions. the little things began making me happy again. soon these baby steps snowballed into bigger lifestyle changes and before i knew it, i was a wholly different person with the life of my dreams.

i had spent 17 years in an abusive household, feeling sorry for myself and waiting for the day i was financially independent enough to set myself free from the toxicity of my upbringing. but what i wasn't expecting, was to move out within six months of making the decision to take my power back.

romanticize your life. talk to the stars (they listen), get to know yourself - you're an incredible person under all those layers of emotional wounding, heal, co-create the life of your dreams with the universe, awaken to your untapped divine power. change.

(thinking about doing a step by step of how i got here)

[halfpeeledtangerine]

today im missing home more than usual. not the four walls i shared with my mother where the soles of my feet constantly ached from the eggshells i walked on, or my heart bruised with the weight of her crushing words, but the familiar streets that i was constantly escaping to. the paths i walked for thirteen years that provided me solace and comfort that i had to leave behind along with the suffocating air i breathed under my mother's roof. the tea shop owner at the end of the road that always smiled at me. the neighbourhood grocery supplier who knew my snack, beverage, and fruit preferences by heart. the lady behind the flower stall who showed me her new nail paint every week. the stray dog that followed me everywhere, and the supermarket boys who would ask me about him if they didn't see him with me. the trees i had all but named, the deep orange flowers that littered the pavement, the stone bench i forgot my wallet and my worries on. home