i still love you now.
més que un club. sempre amb el barça💙❤️
wonyoung affirmation to love urself 𓍼
𓍯𓂃 I am enough, just as I am.
𓍯𓂃 My kindness and heart shine brighter than anything.
𓍯𓂃 I trust the journey of my growth.
𓍯𓂃 I am gentle with myself, always.
𓍯𓂃 I am at peace with who I am.
𓍯𓂃 Every day, I am learning to love myself more.
𓍯𓂃 My soul is calm, and my heart is full.
𓍯𓂃 I deserve rest, love, and gentle care.
𓍯𓂃 I choose to embrace my soft beauty.
𓍯𓂃 I am worthy of everything gentle and loving.
𓍯𓂃 My presence brings warmth to those around me.
𓍯𓂃 I am a soft light in the world.
𓍯𓂃 I find peace in quiet moments with myself.
𓍯𓂃 I am a beautiful, gentle soul.
𓍯𓂃 I trust that I am always exactly where I need to be.
𓍯𓂃 I carry grace in my words, actions, and heart.
𓍯𓂃 I embrace the stillness within me.
𓍯𓂃 I am enough, in this moment, and always.
𓍯𓂃 My beauty is delicate, kind, and real.
𓍯𓂃 I am deserving love, peace, and joy
@bloomzone
‘cause i’m strong but i’m lonely like marilyn monroe
Quote of the day
The only thing i want
𝙇𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨 💔
The fact that fictional characters are actually fictional… hurts.
The fact that a guy like them doesn't exist… hurts.
The fact that someone so perfect was born only from ink and imagination… hurts.
The fact that I memorized the way he smiles, even when he never really did… hurts.
The fact that he made me feel seen, when he was never even real… hurts.
The fact that I fell asleep with his name in my mind, knowing he doesn’t exist in this world… hurts.
The fact that no heartbeat will ever echo like the ones I heard in those pages… hurts.
The fact that the safest place I’ve ever known is between two lines of fiction… hurts.
The fact that magic exists—but only in books… hurts.
The fact that I believed in a love written for someone else, hoping it’d find me too… hurts.
The fact that I ache for someone I’ll never meet, in a world I’ll never touch… hurts.
The fact that the only place I was ever truly loved was in a story… hurts.
The fact that I keep falling for shadows made of words and stardust… hurts.
The fact that no one in reality will ever match the way he made my soul glow… hurts.
The fact that I keep waiting for a door to open into that universe… hurts.
The fact that I loved him like he was real… and he never will be…
Hurts.
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~𝘤𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘢 𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘢𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦.
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Lucas bervgall how does it feel to live my dream 😭
There's a sort of goodbye that comes with 17.
All questions of 'who do you want to be when you grow up' turn to 'who are you becoming now?' 17 is young, 17 is old. It's everything you wanted. It's everything you despised. It's messy and ruthless and full of grief at times. And 17 is scary as hell because now you know that you finally have to say goodbye to childhood.
-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The Flesh I Burned (source)
hi angels! i honestly love to write and really reflect through my journal but sometimes an emotionally charged journal sesh requires a bit more energy than i have. but i know journalling always makes me feel so much better so here are some cute prompts or ideas for those lower energy, more creative days where writing doesn’t quite feel like enough.
list of your favourite things (for example artists, musicians, writers, flowers)
lyrics that feel relevant in the moment
your ‘fig tree’
a kiss from every time you’ve worn lipstick
an about you page
tea bags saved from every tea you’ve tried recently - maybe with a review also!
pressed flowers
a collage page with a theme
you right now
recipes you’ve found or want to try
doodles of what’s in your bag
weekly positives
‘junk’ pages full of any odd pieces of paper you save or think are interesting
quotes that feel important
comfort films
ideal partner
words to use more
a mini gallery (print outs of any of your favourite pieces of art)
your wish list
special poems
current obsessions/fixations
brain dumps on intriguing topics
old photos
your to be read list
things on your mind recently
your dream home
thank you for reading angels! have fun journalling and getting creative. there’s a quote by emily dickinson that’s always struck me, ‘i am out with lanterns looking for myself’. to me this quote is really reminiscent of when i journal, im attempting to piece my self together slowly. id really love to hear how journalling feels to you! love, m.