My Morning Confessions No.1
I am not the same person that i was from high school and i really miss that part of me.
a tshirt that says “LOOKING FOR MY ♡ NEMESIS ♡” in sparkly bubble font
I wish i could be something else...
I'm feeling sad, not at all glad; about the emotions thats stirring up inside my body and mind. I can't help but to think the thoughts that come running in tracks in volcano ash. Not knowing what to do I just just here and hurt. Feeling sad, not at all glad.
--RunningOnEmpty
L’Enfer (1994)
Hands
It felt like I was being touched for the very first time; but in fact I was. He took his sweet time like as a blind person reading brail and memorizing a scripture. Drawing and drinking me in with his slow careful motions my breath was captured in the back of my throat being guarded by my own tongue. All I can do was witness his very emotion as his eyes watched his own hands explore every inch of my body. The only thing that I could worry, and thought, about was that i never wanted this moment between us to end.
I'm here and I'm breathing without you. Those roots you planted are my scars of you and who I used to be. My love for you is dissipating and my self love is becoming dim. For the first time in a long time I can see. For the first time in a long time I can breathe.
-ToxicatedForTooLong
“Educating the mind without educating the heart is no education at all.” - Aristotle
Source: greatmindquotes
theselfcarelifestyle
It’s literally never too late to get better.
I’m sexually frustrated but also regular frustrated
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To all the artists out there I have a small simple solid to ask of you. May you please draw my OC since I can not draw to save my life? I'd very much appreciate you and your hard work and the process of the helping making of my OC.
Ps. I have plenty more for this story but I haven't put them to paper yet...
#artist of any kind#artists#art#artists on tumblr#artwork#digital art#fan art#original art#my art#anime art#any kind of art#original#original character#untitled story#my idea but not my art work#just a thought#seeking help#i hope someone sees my post#id be ver greatful#if someone drew this for me#please#and#thank you
I need some advice
Okay, I’m pregnant and I’m still with the man who got me this far. I’m happy with him and we did have our fights in the past. But lately I’ve been having dreams of him leaving me for someone else, cheating on me, and him just being down right heartless towards me. And all of this is just in my dreams. And when I tell him about this in person he tells me that I’m just being insecure. Am I being insecure or is my subconscious trying to tell me something?
Well, I found out that it was my subconscious telling me something...
I once read somewhere that when you feel pain and the hurt it's causing you to not act out on it and turn it into poetry. It hit me deep since I lost all my senses with the gain of this pain and hurt. My hands are shaking empty, what am I supposed to do now?