#personal blessing

[royallyanxious]

I like to call my best friend "hoe"

H - heaven

O - on

E - earth

Hoe.

[aspelladay]

Sain

To sain someone or something is a Scottish method of ritually cleansing and blessing. This spell simultaneously spiritually cleanses and blesses an area and all participants alike:

Collect Holy Water, defined in this circumstance as water collect from a local spring or other nearby source of living water, between midnight and dawn, coinciding with a waxing moon.

All participants should gather in a circle.

Pass the water [clockwise] for each person to sip and sprinkle over themselves. (It may be more practical for each person to sprinkle their neighbor.)

Sprinkle the water in each corner of each room.

(from The Element Encyclopedia of 5,000 Spells by Judika Illes)

[royallyanxious]

Me as a public figure: *proud supervisor, perfect student, an article writer, person full of passion and determination, the type of person who when once pinpoints a goal does everything to achieve it*

Me in presence of people I like too much: what are words and what is breathing?

[royallyanxious]

Here’s my confession:

I gotta admit that I’m kinda proud of myself that ever since I’ve joined this fandom (it’s been a while heh), I managed to get more people hyped over Roman. Ond of course, before any of you points anything - I know that there were plenty of people before me who loved Roman (maybe even more than I do) and they did great job, but sometimes... I can’t help but think that I also have my fair share in spreading love for Roman within the fandom.

And idk, it just makes me feel a little bit proud because Roman is a classic character who shoudn’t be judged only by just loudest/most sparkly aspects of his personality. So yeah, don’t judge book by its cover, kiddos.

In other words - I’m still proud of myself.

[royallyanxious]

Back when I was in Japan my favourite moment of the day was late evening when I was back in my room. I had whole routine starting with opening a new bottle of green tea and sitting on the window sleeve. When I looked outside all I could see was an empty small street lightened with white lamps. Words can’t explain how at peace I felt during these moments. I wrote pages and pages of essays in which I tried to explain how exactly did I feel back then. And I find it impossible maybe because it was such a rare but at the same time raw emotion.

 Until now this is my favourite memory ever and when I will go back there, I know that this is what I’m going to be most excited about. I want a small piece of that tranquility again.

[royallyanxious]

This is ridiculous that we don't treat "sexy" as a legit category of beauty. There are people that are cute-beautiful, gorgeous-beautiful and also sexy-beautiful. And it doesn't have to mean something sexual. Not at all. Like damn, I can find someone incredibly, painfully sexy and still not feel desire to suck them. Wake up people.

[royallyanxious]

It was like 10 minutes experiance but I shall never forget this beautiful boy, his perfect lips and incredibly soft-lloking hair. He is going to live in my memory forever as a perfect human being, a flicker of paradise and a ray of sun that fell on the earth from the sky. I can fall in love with the memory of him that I will carry in my heart. I will keep him safe by protecting the feeling he cause in my heart forever. Now, I can write poems about this idealistic vision of love and they will keep for warm and fuzyy for the longest time.

[royallyanxious]

not related to sanders sides but today I fell in love with a boy on the bus