“Does the sun ask itself, “Am I good? Am I worthwhile? Is there enough of me?” No, it burns and it shines. Does the sun ask itself, “What does the moon think of me? How does Mars feel about me today?” No it burns, it shines. Does the sun ask itself, “Am I as big as other suns in other galaxies?” No, it burns, it shines.”
— Andrea Dworkin, Our blood: prophecies and discourses on sexual politics (1976)
Imagine a pink opalescent orb surrounding you. Nothing can touch you here, only those that support you can enter. You are living inside a rose quartz crystal ball where life is safe, nurturing and supportive. Everything is full of love.
always remember that love will always come back to u. in a different form, different person, different hobby, different touch. but in any way, love will always come back.
as you get older the phrase “when people tell you who they are, believe them” becomes so much more important. people literally hint at their more shitty characteristics all the time but downplay them in a nonchalant way. you just gotta pay attention
