god let me go

How can I try to make myself believe that I'm good?

First of all, if you really think that you are bad and you are only trying to make yourself believe that you are good, your mind will tell you that you are only fooling yourself. If you feel that you are bad because ten years ago you did something wrong, or yesterday you did something undivine, then you are creating a problem for yourself with your own mind. You need to change your basic way of thinking about yourself and instead say, “I am God’s child. How can I be really bad?”

I am not saying that when you do something wrong you should fool yourself by saying that you have done everything right. But by thinking, “Oh, I have done wrong, I have done wrong! God will never let me reach my goal. I will just go on and on doing the same wrong thing,” you cannot make any progress. If you constantly think of your wrong actions, can this possibly lead you in the right direction?

If you were supposed to meditate early in the morning at 6:30, but you didn’t get up on time, just by thinking, “I didn’t meditate, I am a worthless fellow,” you only make yourself angry and depressed. If you have missed one opportunity, then say, “Tomorrow I will get another opportunity. Let me try again most sincerely.” Today is not the last day of your life. You can try again tomorrow. But if you tell yourself, “Oh, yesterday I worked very late so today I could not get up. God has to forgive me,” then first you have done the wrong thing and then, by justifying it, you have added strength to your wrong action. You must forget about your wrong actions after resolving not to repeat them. But do not justify them in order to make yourself feel that you are not so bad.

Now today has come and again you have a golden opportunity. If you take it and do the right thing today, you will feel that you have really made some progress. Then, during the day and when you go to bed at night and when you wake up the next morning, think of the good things that you did and try to remember the joy they gave you. This is not a fabrication of the mind. It is the living reality that you consciously created by your right action. Now it is like a luminous child that is growing in you. Or think of your right action as a seed that you sowed in the morning. Now this seed has germinated. A tiny plant is growing, continuously growing. When you can see the growth of that tiny plant throughout the day, you will naturally get satisfaction. This little divine plant that is growing inside you will give you inspiration once again, and you will be able to do something else good and divine. And when you meditate soulfully every day and nourish this divine plant inside you, you will soon see that this tiny plant is growing and growing into a huge banyan tree.

When you have done something wrong, consider that it is over. ‘The past is dust’ is my philosophy. Let us avail ourselves of tomorrow’s golden opportunity to do the right thing. Let us build our foundation on a solid rock. Let us grow from light to more light, to abundant light, to infinite Light. Light is our Source, and from Light we can grow. But if we feed on darkness of negativity we won’t be able to grow at all.

- Sri Chinmoy, The hunger of darkness and the feast of light, part 1

Be with someone who you can giggle with in the shower with absolutely no sexual interaction necessary.

Be with someone you can talk to about absolutely anything.

Be with someone who will hold you and talk you down and fight your demons with you when it becomes too hard to do on your own.

Be with someone who comes home from a long day at work and still wraps you up in their arms as if it’s what they’ve been waiting for all day long.

Be with someone who kisses you on the forehead and the cheek even if you’re sick.

Be with someone who thinks that you are beautiful even when you have no makeup on and your hair is a mess.

Be with someone who offers to help you.

Be with someone who gives you sex eyes even when you’re doing something as simple as cooking because they can’t get enough of you.

If you find someone who can give you all of that and more… my God do not let them go.

do u ever want affection,,, but u only want it from one person. like anyone else in the world can give u affection but it doesn’t mean anything bc all you want is to be w that one person. it don’t even gotta be affection they could call u a fucking cheese curd n ur heart gets all hot n heavy n means the world 2 u


Why I do this Seven is treating Yoosung to a gaming convention for his birthday…on one condition XD



During a party, your ex, Tom, sees Sebastian flirting with you and how you enjoy it and flirt back. He waits, and the second you’re alone, he approaches you and starts talking about how wonderful things were when you were together and how much he misses you, clearly testing the waters to see if you’d be willing to get back with him. When Sebastian catches your attention from a distance by telling you he poured you a drink, you just look and smile at your ex before saying, “Goodnight, Tom”.


i let the thought of him devour me.

i let his lips consume my insecurities.

i let his fingers run through my hair and i feel his hands clasp around my neck and i find his tongue wrestling mine.

he wins. and i am a good sport.

his hands trail down my back and i am overcome by goosebumps.

i tasted blood, and he bit my lip harder. i was tempted to moan, but i didn’t want to be this vulnerable this fast.

now i was swelling with angst, an aching and hungering for him.

eventually, it was purely skin on skin. his warmth and electricity poured gasoline on my cold and cracked concrete.

then, his kisses were matches, and he dropped them into the thick black liquid consuming my soul.

i had no control over the fire surrounding me and the flames engulfing every inch of my body.

he took full control of my body; i didn’t let him…. but he demanded it from me and took it.

there was a pain, but it was so bittersweet. it was like when i used to cut. the slitting my wrists hurt, but the pleasure, and the release of all the sadness flowing in my veins.

but i wanted this. i needed this. it was so much better than the self inflicted pain i was addicted to for years.

he was my everything. he washed away the suicidal thoughts and he burned the pages of my words of depression. and he swept away the anxiety and he calmed the waves of bipolar.

i won’t ever let go.

maybe this is why God has kept me alive. because this is what i have to live for. he was who i needed to be with. he is my forever. my infinity

Temptation / Saizo x MC

Kisses with Meaning Prompts

Anonymous 1: ear + saizo??
Anonymous 2: Ear for saizo
Anonymous 3: Back of Hand + Saizo!

  • Saizo + Ear (temptation) + Back of Hand (respect/love)

Pawn takes Pawn.

You want to see it. Just once. You won’t even know why standing as you are, a hair’s breadth away from him, only that he will look at you with those indiscriminate eyes and it’ll be the only thing coursing through your mind.

“And if you did? How would you teach me?”

His body is a perfect shadow, as if he’s left some essential part of himself at home. You don’t think you’ve ever seen him so contained— barely there and silhouetted by the sun. He would snort if he knew your thoughts, but you think him a walking contradiction of night and day.

“Little lady, you don’t know what you’re asking.”

And there’ll be something in those eyes that gives you hope. A little twinkling. A precursor to what you’ve been craving ever since the day Yukimura fell off the roof and you heard the most beautiful throaty chuckle pour out of him, like honeyed milk oozing down your throat.

Though it should irk you how weak your knees go, you want to see it again. Hear it again. It’s why you’re here, why you’ve been in this perpetual dance with him ever since. You take one step forward, he takes two back. Always retreating.

“Humour me.”

His eyes crinkle.

Ah. Almost there.

He takes one step forward this time — how strange — voice so low you barely contain the shiver. “I would work you so hard, every day and night, you wouldn’t know how to get out of bed in the morning.”

It almost disappoints you how little he understands how this works. You need to teach him the steps, but in order to do that he needs to learn about you. Because it’s your dance too. You realise he doesn’t know you nearly as well as you know him, and the knowledge excites you even as you bite back a laugh.

Darling, you think, this might be our waltz but I’m dancing to win.

He kicks back, not realising you like kick back.

“Try me.”

And it’s a challenge. A dare. A promise.

Keep reading


So anyway in case there still are bakushima fans that aren’t reading acceptance and denial by @kisecchinosedai do a thing and go read it I’m in love with that fic

god just LET THEM KISS i am SICK of all of this they deserve to MAKE OUT and TREASURE EACH OTHER FOR THE REST OF THEIR LIVES


See the big gold chain that I’m rockin’
I got the ring for the bling, not a problem
I got a stash full of cash that I owe to my brother
All up in the club, just to live it up (x)