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[thegoodvybe]

[inlovin]

imagine if you loved yourself in the same way you loved another person; not caring about the flaws in the body or inside the mind, seeing the virtues even bigger, supporting, taking care. that would be a new level of self-esteem and another way to be  indestructible

[queengreendown]

It’s almost as if nobody wants to admit that they might not be prepared to do the work it takes to love somebody. And it can be laborious. To be intimate with someone who is flawed (which is the standard) requires us to expose our own flaws. We don’t talk about the heavy responsibility of that. We don’t talk about how we’re too lazy or too cowardly sometimes. We instead accuse love of being elusive. It isn’t. It is omnipresent. It asks us to be better people. And sometimes we flat out refuse.

[konoko]

[rohie-deactivated20191102]

“Years ago a friend of mine had a dream about a strange invention; a staircase you could descend deep underground, in which you heard recordings of all the things anyone had ever said about you, both good and bad. The catch was, you had to pass through all the worst things people had said before you could get to the highest compliments at the very bottom. There is no way I would ever make it more than two and a half steps down such a staircase, but I understand its terrible logic: if we want the rewards of being loved we have to submit to the mortifying ordeal of being known.”

— I Know What You Think of Me, Tim Kreider for the New York Times

[thequandary-deactivated20180506]

[saara138]

[fox-party]

[resampled]

Star Sign 7″s

[kathrynruppertdazai]

“postcard to a lover” by kathryn ruppert-dazai, “pas vous” series, 6’ feet x 6’ feet, wool, acrylic yarn, mohair, shredded sequinned cocktail dress, lace, hemp, cotton

[blossomfully]

“With the right person, it feels simple. Even when it’s difficult it feels simple. Because you never question if it’s worth it. You know the answer is yes.”

— Sue Zhao

[naturaekos]

““Allow yourself to mourn the loss of love, and heal from those wounds. Don’t run into the arms of another lover, you will not find peace there: you will only accumulate more to heal from.””

—  Tara Rose (via naturaekos)

[destroymylife]

[doll]

[anancientheart]

[blogging-at-your-funeral]