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I told this gargoyle today how I really felt about them and the release it gave me was otherworldly.
I’m working on expressing my feelings more, kind of living like it’s your last day on earth.
Telling boys that I think are beautiful, that they are, out loud.
I’ve often regretted not saying exactly how I feel in so many crucial moments throughout my life.
I just realized the other day that I actually deserve to get what I want out of this world, crazy concept for me to grasp.
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During every season of change, I get so caught up in the muck, fuck-up and duck of it. My thoughts start reflecting these rush-hour based beliefs (I should’ve gotten more done, I’m not doing enough).
after an honest therapy session yesterday, I realized that the root of a lot of my recent heartaches are from the way I speak about myself, think about myself. Instead of considering how hard I work, how much I try, I‘ve been pouring pebbles into my soup and wondering why it was so hard to eat. In other words: I’m real mean to myself.
I’ve attached what this open book page can be, and I just come write a little note on it whenever I return from my journey from the outside world. It feels nice to be nice, truly.
I have no timeline to finish this, no minimum level of detail I need to explain my actions. It’s going to be very sweet to reflect with every version of myself who paused, took off her coat, picked a coloured pen, and appreciated what she is, who she’s becoming.
Feb 7, 2025
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if I’m in a place (emotionally) where I can open myself up to it, I love feeling myself stepping into the flow of life. things start to connect. ideas finally come together. it happened the other day with my writing. i woke up knowing I needed to change the tone at the end of one my scripts and felt strongly it should involve a helium balloon. a few hours later I went to a cinema to work with my sister and way up on the third floor looking onto leceister square I saw a blue heart shaped balloon floating through the sky 💙
Jan 27, 2024
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been feeling v compelled lately to practice self-respect in the form of dedicating time and energy into honing my creative skills despite the loathsome grind of my 8 - 5 job.
i spent a lot of time and money and emotional energy to get the job i have now and i don't hate what i do but i do know that there's more to all of this beautiful life than playing it safe and getting sucked into a monotonous cycle.
loving and respecting myself means devoting myself to my higher aspirations. deep down i know my soul glows brightest when i create and i'm seen thru that work.
i'm on a ferocious pursuit to brighten that glow every day and i hope you are too if you feel that same impulse.
Feb 13, 2024
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