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@stayswagged
I can't tell when I stopped believing in myself, but this loss of confidence is destroying me.
Art. Auguste Rodin, The eternal idol (detail)
Sandro Botticelli,The Birth of Venus (details)
To the moon & back | sculpture by GorobetsArt
Sacrifice (1911) by Leonardo Bistolfi
Cary Grant
I love LA (2025 - ) I 1.08
chanel celestial bag SS 2026
why do I still love my college bf
I still feel this way, but I'm wondering if it's bc I wish that version of myself then could reconcile with the version of me now to be the best I can be for him. If I were better, where could we be now? I feel this ache in my loins to have a child with someone I love - as this is the biggest expression of love - but I can't let this happen with my current husband. If I were to have an ex husband, he would be a good one to have as he yearns constantly for the past while I need things to be better for what's next. But perhaps that's what I'm doing is yearning for the past, and that's where my problem is. How do I trust myself? I'm so glad that I'm capturing these spur of the moment thoughts in this blog post versus killing the planet by sending myself into AI-induced psychosis. Maybe it's because of my body's desire to always be braced for a punch in the gut, or that relates to my desire to create a child.
Elizabeth Taylor in Paris, 1957