We are blinded by the word beauty. In reality it has no definition. It has no form, no shape, no meaning. This word is not a noun - it is not an adjective. It is merely an opinion - and should be treated as such. Beautiful is a smile, the sounds you hear while falling asleep, the shaking in your fingers while touching a lover. (via loveyourchaos)
(Source: pitchblackglow, via coykoimonster)
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Wow im jealous
How pretty are you. (Source: xo-heatherrmariie)
Fun weekend away with some of my partner’s family. That’s me in the tartan jacket if you’re interested. (This is where you were on Day 6 of Week 7 bubby)
And my partner is the one wearing the black t-shirt.
My first ever bunch of Mother’s Day flowers! (You were with me when I got these bubby on Day 7 of Week 7) PS I’m pregnant people! :D
A present from my sister-in-law.
I want a soul mate who can sit me down, shut me up, tell me ten things I don’t already know, and make me laugh. I don’t care what you look like, just turn me on.
Henry Rollins (via loveyourchaos)(Source: isetthingsonfire, via loveyourchaos)
The song you sing is sentimental,
The song you sing is making me well.
I like it, like it outta’ control.
The song you sing gives me vertigo…
Close my eyes and it begins, whoah
You’re giving me the spins.
(by Carl W. Heindl) Yes please! (via loveyourchaos)
This is what it feels like right now, in the first few days of winter. I love winter. (via loveyourchaos)
“Made me think of you” he said.
I love the dichotomy within him. He’s such a big romantic softy while at the same time being as rough as guts. It’s terribly charming. (My love that is, not the singer. Although he’s a sweetie too.)
After separating from my partner I started seeing a counsellor. She said “what you’re describing to me is a domestic violence relationship”. She said “that is emotional and psychological abuse”. This blog is about everything to do with that. It is my reflections and realisations, my questions and some of their answers, my thoughts, feelings and experiences. It is my journey through Plutchik’s Wheel of Emotions. It is about manipulation, invalidation, and emotional and psychological abuse. It is about communication and trust. It is about self-esteem and everything in between. It is me, healing.
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