Competing over the girl in the middle with their gorgeous tongues. Who’s going to win?
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I love this 😍
notes from last night:
plan a dream visual vacation inside your mind
take your time
listen to music
do school work neatly and on time
what if im running out of time and I have no idea what I'm doing?
walk most of the time and exercise lightly
dance and drink some water but eat healthier than you think and you'll see magic ✨
i want to tell you that telling the truth will help not only you but others too
I like to add doing free leisure activities to this list is what resurfaces most happiness effects 💕
using calm coping mechanisms such as playing instruments or smelling flowers
I have more to say about this topic BPD is the new Schizophrenia it mocks the brain
no offense anyone have any takes on this
I go through nightmares monthly or so
and have hallucinations or other stuff
🍪🍼💔😔
I also use drugs I tried quitting but..
I'm going to restart my day tomorrow and focus on the positives + drink water and cleanse my body
It doesn't matter if you like it or not, if a man wants to grope you he has the right
seeking, yearning, reaching hands
Bunny girl
notes that I learned this month
you have to let go of hate/pain in your mind
the potential to fly is to follow the route of the doctors and your own voice
yes it is me Eden I'm making myself beautiful because people want me to end my life but I say no to that
i love animals again and nature it is simple to love something so beautiful
i like coloring and painting but I hate running unless I have Apple but I gotta earn gains first then surf life
in order to earn something greater than love or respect or care you must give in not to your thoughts but to the point of view you saw before everything happened so let us help (:
“She was broken from moment to moment, watching her world collide she felt lost inside herself. She fell apart for a passion that flamed beneath her. She waited and died a hundred times, it dripped from her pores. The moment she let go, she soared over the stillness like the star she was born to be.”
— Robert M. Drake