Andrea Gibson, Lord of the Butterflies
Nikki Giovanni, The Collected Poetry, 1968-1998
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Game Changer & Make Some Noise
YOU ARE THE REASON
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Andrea Gibson, Lord of the Butterflies
Nikki Giovanni, The Collected Poetry, 1968-1998
there are calcified layers of shame in my soul that you could carbon date like rock strata
Mutuals feel free to hold my hand & swing it back n forth a bit if u want
When someone plays a song for you that you’ve never heard before
Is that porn
No it’s when someone plays a song for you that you’ve never heard before
LIVE (nothing wrong with me)
LAUGH (nothing wrong with me)
LOVE (nothing wrong with me)
Stop obsessing over him…
While it might seem fun to fantasise about a man, to think about him non-stop, to imagine your life together what you’re actually doing is sending a very strong signal to the universe that energetically ‘I come second’. While this might sound extreme, hear me out... Your thoughts are no longer your own because you are thinking about him. You can’t focus on you because you are thinking about him. All of a sudden everything is about him. You wake up, you take a shower. Lost in the fantasy...He might be a man you’re talking to, dating, fucking, whatever the case my be. Obsessing over a man in thought is never something you should get comfortable with, giving your precious energy away to moments that will ….most likely never happen. And what for? What about thinking about you. Your dreams, passions? The vision for your day? You only have so much mental capacity each day. And getting lost in the fantasy is not the answer.
Create no fantasy of him. This is your lesson. Press pause. Literally press fucking pause. Eject the tape. Throw it out the window. This is YOUR movie. You get to take centre stage. You no longer have to play second to mentally overthinking men.
Start choosing you. But you have to choose you in thought first and foremost. You can’t come second in thought. Your thinking has to be on you, about you. You can’t come second mentally because a man who is not your man is taking centre stage in your mind. Your thinking space is prime real estate. It needs YOU. YOU need to own that domain. Not think it’s cute to imagine the future, get all giddy and love sick. No. No no no. Bring it back to you. Your job now is to remain focused on you. That is it. Remain focused of you. Let go. Just let go.
Is this message clear enough for you. Do you understand now how harmful it is to make a man first priority in your mind?
Give yourself some grace. Clean your room and get back to you. Focusing on you. Energising you. It’s a process, but the shift can be instant..all of a sudden one day you just say no. No to allowing a man to take up the domain of your mind. And just like that you can switch off that light in your mind that gets excited to overthink a man. Say no. Pray. Ask for a miracle. Call on angels. This is truly serious because focusing on you, and remaining in your centre is how you win in this life.
— Fiona Apple
sometimes I just get so sick and tired of fighting just to survive.
I love music by straight women that is moving and genius and profound but you can tell the guy shes talking about is literally not ensouled and shes fucking completely imagining 95% of what shes talking about. I love your beautiful mind angel
Mom you don’t get it the girls on tumblr are proud of me
~ Augusto Cury