you should all come over here and eat strawberries with me. it’s raining outside we can have tea and tell secrets, it’ll be lovely
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For years mental health professionals taught people that they could be psychologically healthy without social support, that ‘unless you love yourself, no one else will love you’ …The truth is, you cannot love yourself unless you have been loved and are loved. The capacity to love cannot be built in isolation.
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Autumnal asks: Pumpkin spice, smelly candles, scarves, Apple cider, & the colour orange. ♡♡
Pumpkin Spice (drink of choice) - I’m not sure to what type of drink this is referring, so I’ll cover all the bases. coffee: dark roast with cream, tea: any, alcohol: red wine, and lots of water all day
Smelly Candles (favourite scent) - citrus spice
Scarves (one outfit) - Fashion is a definite weak point for me. I guess black jeans, ankle boots, dark coloured nicely cut sweater, all my rings and a necklace and bracelet, hair straightened and down, neutral nails, everyday makeup, and reasonably sized canvas/leather purse. (plus cute undergarments just because)
Apple Cider (who to invite to a party) - my sisters so I can have people to share knowing glances with. my boyfriend so his extroversion can bridge my introversion to the situation and I can mooch off his socialness. my favourite coworker so she can be the life of the party. and some cool celebs, ewan mcgregor, gal gadot, dwayne johnson, sarah slean, tom hardy, tom hiddleston, i dunno. Most people are great.
The Colour Orange (specific autumn song) - All Souls Night by Loreena McKennitt
Thanks so much :) <3
“Until you heal the wounds of your past, you are going to bleed. You can bandage the bleeding with food, with alcohol, with drugs, with work, with cigarettes, with sex; But eventually, it will all ooze through and stain your life. You must find the strength to open the wounds, Stick your hands inside, pull out the core of the pain that is holding you in your past, the memories and make peace with them.”
— lyanla Vanzant
Sometimes suffering is just suffering. It doesn’t make you stronger. It doesn’t build character. It only hurts.
Jacobs, Kate. Comfort Food. (via wordsnquotes)
Let me wake up next to you, have coffee in the morning and wander through the city with your hand in mine, and I’ll be happy for the rest of my fucked up little life.
Charlotte Eriksson, Empty Roads & Broken Bottles; in search for The Great Perhaps (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)
“Just because I’m still growing doesn’t mean I’m incomplete.”
-unknown