You lost at the end, huh?
Maybe the light is too blinding.
Maybe the darkness was more soothing and quite.
Even the moon needs the darkness to shine.
✨EMBRACE✨
Don't tell me to change,
Or force me to heal.
Don't tell me to numb,
Or tell me to feel.
Don't point out my shadows
Nor force me to shine,
Just hug me and tell me
"I am here...We'll be fine"
~Heather Lea
Artwork by Lisa Aisato 🎨
(is it too much to ask for?)
"All love was made for movie screens"
In parallel universe
How can you breathe with all these ropes around your nick?
How can you walk with these broken rips?
How can you wave back with these bleeding wrist?
How can you smile with this broken jaw?
How can you live with this open bleeding wounds?
How can they believe that you are happy and stable, when you are that broken?
Come here
Tell me all about it
I will hold you
Tightly
I will listen to you
I will never get tired
I'll kiss you and comfort you
I'll hold you tight enough to heal your broken bones
No one is going to hurt you as long as I am here
Hide within my arms
I am all yours
To confront a person with his shadow is to show him his own light. Once one has experienced a few times what it is like to stand judgingly between the opposites, one begins to understand what is meant by the self. Anyone who perceives his shadow and his light simultaneously sees himself from two sides and thus gets in the middle.
“Good and Evil in Analytical Psychology” (1959). In CW 10. Civilization in Transition. P.872
🌠Carl Jung
Art By: Heather Mclean
Casual Monday
(John Cassavetes)
"I'm just a fucked-up girl who's looking for my own peace of mind."
🎞 Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (2004)
BAD BUDDY | EPISODE 10 — holy cow, s.m.
"To let ourselves be seen, deeply seen, vulnerably seen ... to love with our whole hearts, even though there's no guarantee, to practice gratitude and joy in those moments of terror, when we're wondering, "Can I love you this much? Can I believe in this this passionately? Can I be this fierce about this?" just to be able to stop and, instead of catastrophizing what might happen, to say, "I'm just so grateful, because to feel this vulnerable means I'm alive."
You see, sometimes you feel like gentle rain upon you, for when you realize something that you've denied is actually a fact . Me knowing that I am a loner even though it hurts to admit it. I just can't find a warm hand to care for me.
In a parallel universe, somebody cared for her as much as she cared for them.