•.°•.🌱𝕔𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕖🌱.•.°.

Heyyyy hru 

This is my sister @FantasyRei She's writing her first story! (It's gay)

"When external noise grows louder, listen more closely to the voice within.
          
          As external noise intensifies, emotional contagion and confusion of values may occur. In moments like these, remember your first resolve. 
          
          When outside interference persists, emotional turbulence may follow. Take a step back. Reassess from a wider perspective. The answer has always been within you. 
          
          Consciously distance yourself from external noise. Let what has passed flow away naturally. Stabilize your present state of mind. 
          
          Recall the intention held at the start of the journey. Remember the hearts that traveled alongside you. To protect them, grow stronger and move forward once again."
          
          From ATEEZ's comeback trailer. It's been a while since I've paid actual attention to a release but I'm looking forward to the title track here and On The Road :) Feb 6th

Heyyy Cecie, please check our personal chat on whatsapp when you're free... Plus, did you unpublish Stardust?

Again and again.....
          
          "l'd told myself so many contradictory things. 
          
          That I was IN LOVE!, and not only that but it was a Great Love, and to walk away would be a denial of my life. 
          
          And then, alternately, that I was having some insane infatuation, that it was a heart-twisting moment in time that would /eventually pass/, and I had to be strong. 
          
          I didn't see why loving someone had to have so much agony attached to it."
          
          - The Mermaid Chair, Sue Monk Kidd
          
          It's actually not even been that long, not yet two years since I first saw her smile 

               "I won’t ever forget you 
                                    and maybe 
                           that is the only forever 
                           the two of us together 
                         were ever meant to have."
          
          I still think of her so often. And what can I do? I only hope she knows how much I regret the horrible things I thought and said. How could I ever again love like I loved her 

Guys, all the shit I said about my dad... It's still technically true but I've been talking to my sister and I'm pretty sure my mom brainwashed me into hating my dad. My parents are just a shit couple and my dad is low key genius level intelligence but just not a great parent because he's traumatized from his own childhood 

I've been thinking about gender a lot now. 
          
          I don't feel binary, but also feel fully woman. 
          
          I think this is because I see the nature of femininity as naturally encompassing every possibility. 
          
          In my mind, there is nothing beyond womanhood.
          
          Woman is fully feminine and fully masculine in whatever way that person wishes to encapsulate those traits in their body.
          
          It is closest to divine.
          
          It is matriarchs and childhood and reason and raw animal instinct.
          
          It is caregiver and receiver and the specific virtues of every element wrapped into one infinite possibility of transcendent expression.
          
          But also, in my core, I truly despise the masculine presence. To me, that is violence, incompetence, stupidity, disregard, and constant greed.
          
          So any perception I have of gender is, sadly, marred by my unfortunate perception of masculinity. 
          
          Perhaps just have a different idea of nonbinary? 
          
          Because I've worked so hard in my life to expand the label of "woman" to encompass anything I could possibly want.
          
          Woman is already nonbinary to me. Existing outside of the norms. 
          
          Yet also, on top of all of that, agender feels familiar to me. 
          
          I heard that term, agender, and it almost feels like home.

In the rain, we’ll bring you an umbrella. We’ll never leave you outside in the cold by yourself.

But she tells me this was the depression in him, is the depression in him. That he was medicated once, and in those days, "he was wonderful, perfect, the man I fell in love with and married." 
          
          (the effects of that particular medication only lasted a few days, he needed to try different medicine, but that would've made our insurance more expensive.)
          
          "Is this what 'in sickness and in health' means?" she asked. 
          
          My mom is so strong and beautiful and amazing. I can hardly imagine and only wonder what she would be like now if she didn't endure being ripped apart by her husband for a decade and a half.