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*stumbles out of the haunted house covered in hickies*
Your purpose in life is not to love yourself but to love being yourself.
If you goal is to love yourself, then your focus is directed inward toward yourself, and you end up constantly watching yourself from the outside, disconnected, trying to summon the ācorrectā feelings towards yourself or fashion yourself into something you can approve of.
If your goal is to love being yourself, then your focus is directed outward towards life, on living and making decisions based on what brings you pleasure and fulfillment.
Be the subject, not the object. It doesnāt matter what you think of yourself. You are experiencing life. Life is not experiencing you.
Thank you this is the first post about self love that hasnāt made me want to throw things
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shannon elleĀ - clouds
my dealer: got some straight gas š„š this strain is called āle morte dāarthurā š³ youāll be zonked out of your gourd šÆ
me: yeah whatever i donāt feel shit
5 minutes later: dude i swear i just saw the questing beast in the forest
my buddy agravain pacing: queen guinevere & sir lancelot are having an affair
"nothing is real atoms never touch each other youve never touched anything in your life" ok. well when i pet my dog he is soft and when he licks my hand it is wet and that is far more real to me than whatevers going on at an atomic level
what my atoms are doing is their fucking business man i'm busy trying to stop my dog from eating tissues directly out of the box
nuclei don't touch, but the nucleus is not the core of reality. reality is made of electrons dancing. reality is made of bonds.
you pet your dog and the atoms that are you brush up against the atoms that are him, and the electrons that are you press into the electrons that are him, and both of them change their movement.
electrons of course are not really particles and do not really move.
you pet your dog and the electron-orbitals of your skin overlap with the electron-orbitals of his fur, and both are changed by the contact. you are not made of little motes floating alone in a void. you are a single unfathomable chord formed of a trillion vibrations, and so is he. and the note you play is changing at every moment by what you touch and how you breathe, and so is his. and atoms do not really have edges, and to touch is to interact, and when you put your hand on your dog the universe does not know that you are separate. the song expands to hold you both.
Iāve just been manipulated
i cant even properly explain how it emotionally affects me when my cat comes up to me for cuddles. small creature walks up to me, a giant, in search of a gentle touch, because he trusts me completely. that is what love is. that is what the universe is built for. i want to cry
Musta been confusing in B.C. 1 when people were like Happy New Year everybody give it up for 1. And then everybody was like wait a minute didnt we just have 1. And then a few years later in A.D. 4 when they'd be like 3 was 7 years ago now, feel old yet?
love characters who are like "this is how the world works. this is how it has to be (because if i'm wrong i have to face what i've done // if i'm wrong i have to face whats been done to me) "
This trait is much more endearing in fiction than in my mother.
Kidnapped and experimented on by aliens but I was in the control group so nothing happened
will never forget when i worked in a fast food joint. some customer wrote like ā86 cherriesā on their mobile order, as like a pretentious way of say no cherries, but the store was run by a bunch of high schoolers who are working their first job so they collectively went āwhy the fuck does this guy want 86 fucking cherriesā and like piled them onto his milkshake
so when i made this i didnāt expect ANY notes so i feel like an asshole now for not explaining. so incase you check the notes, 86 in restaurant terms means āunavailable or out of stockā but has kinda morphed into āomitā or āleave outā. but none of us had worked in a restaurant before, also why would you not just say āno cherriesā itās the same amount of characters to type
Man ordering food: I work in the restaurant business ;)
Children working at restaurant: this guy must really like cherries. Got something in your eye there sir
girl help iām starting over again for the 1000th time & iām beginning to think that life is a never-ending cycle of starting over & i actually have to make peace with that in order to move forward
[video by crowbabies. original caption: My stinky baby]
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