mens regnum bona possidet

Meg 

[romcommunist]

please never stop talking passionately about the things you love

[thoughtkick]

“Sometimes all you can do is lie in bed and hope to fall asleep before you fall apart.”

— William C. Hannan

[aurakisses-deactivated20220817]

it doesn’t matter where everyone else is in their life compared to yours. what they have or don’t and what you do or don’t have shouldn’t be what you’re focused on. focusing on your peace and your own healing path is what matters. what the people around you think isn’t the main part of this. it’s about you growing for yourself and proving to yourself that it’s worth every struggle to recover. to gain that satisfaction without so much worry and comparison over what others in your life may have accomplished. you are just as worthy as anyone else you compare yourself to. and you still will be worthy at the end of each day. remember that.

[dimpledthings]

your words mean a lot to me. i love hearing from you

[aidashakur]

[random-xpressions]

We humans talk too much, visit me silently, like the early morning breeze, graciously, with tenderness, touching me without a trace, yet with a lasting effect...

Random Xpressions

[weltenwellen]

Tony Hoagland, Sweet Ruin

[my-secret-history]

κάλλος - (n) beauty

[sunbathe]

[toldyoulies-deactivated20180730]

[honigimohr]

“Our bodies could be skin on skin and I’d still pull you closer.”

— you intoxicate me (via n4ughty-y)

[danishdisco]

[templekids]

- she’s peachy -

[perrfectly]

[neverwrong-onlywrite]

Draw me a nice warm bath and let me sit in a pool of my boiling blood. Let me rest, tilt my head back and let me think of all my wrongdoings and shortcomings. It’s better if I’m encouraged to do it. Thank you in advance.

~M

[neverwrong-onlywrite]

I forget what it’s like to not worry constantly. To be fair, I never really knew what that felt like. Having even a sliver of dignity and respect for myself made it so much easier to remember.

~M

[neverwrong-onlywrite]

You never know what you’ve lost until you’re laying in your bed in the darkest of the night. You won’t feel the pain of their absence until your eyes are bloodshot and sickly dilated. You won’t know they’re truly gone until the thought of them reappears every now and then.

~M

[neverwrong-onlywrite]

Wait till you can lay back, legs up and head pointed to the sky. That’s when you can think freely. That’s when you want to do nothing but look around and feel grateful for the grass between your toes and the breeze swaying in your hair. That’s when you feel like it’s possible to fall in love with life and all it’s little moments.

~M