
discouraging, worrying, unable to handle anything and above all not to let us live
I find your lies seem rooted in deep shame,
What a pity you choose cowardice,
For I’ve seen what is looks like when you’re brave..
You’re beauty will never shine the way it did
Back when you were honest with yourself
And open to the truth necessary to healing.
Now you choose what will destroy you
Simply because you can’t let go of toxic patterns
While you slander my name in your projections,
Too selfish to see the truth dissolving your very core.

“I kneel at your feet — you, a living altar — I worship at the mercy of your heart.”
Your mood is a glass.
There are two jugs you can fill it with.
One, carrying grey murky liquid, called negativity, will fill your glass and leave no space for anything else.
The other, yellow-pink and shimmery, entitled positivity, can sit in your glass without overflowing. You can pour as much of it as you want and it will never be too much.
What colour liquid does your glass have today?

felt depressed but then i remembered i have 3 nights out planned this week as well as a concert. so maybe life’s not that bad 💗
lana del rey literally hit so hard when i was the most depressed bitch on earth in 2016 teaching myself witchcraft and now that im mentally more stable i can never get that genuine high back again. thank u lana del rey