Spirits are getting loud.
I’m getting real sick of your shit.
Spirits are getting loud.
I’m getting real sick of your shit.
Forggnsee Fussen
something beautiful for your day
I logged on today with 250 asks.
I have gotten it down to 214.
I’m afraid that’s all I can manage for the time being. I’ll try and be on tomorrow.
Have a good night (or day), be safe, and know that I adore you just the way you are.
Father,
Are you listening?
I am crying out
But my voice is a whisper
Anonymous
Currently, I do not. I am in the same boat.
Nova may be able to help you.
She is delightful and all kinds of wonderful ^^
Anonymous
You are not pathetic nor annoying.
If you are still following this blog, I again apologize for taking so long.
I’m not sure how long I will be on here but, if you can’t reach me here, you can reach me at saltymarshmallows
That’s my other tumblr page. I’m on there daily.
I wish you the best of luck and please keep me informed of your progress.
Anonymous
Many people have that feeling—that feeling of emptiness; of why am I here? and wondering if they are happy. You aren’t alone. Even those that are the most dedicated in their faith worry and it’s okay to feel those feelings.
I encourage you to find something that works. Dabble in religion, art, music, do what you want and express yourself. Paganism may be a wonderful path for you or it may not be. You’ll never know until you attempt, dip your feet in the water, and experiment.
But, most of all, I encourage you to make mistakes. Make beautiful glorious mistakes and try a bit of everything. Be a vegetarian for a week, hunt down the greatest hamburger recipe, sing loudly, dance badly, and scream at the top of your lungs just to feel the adrenaline. You won’t know what works until you do.
Mistakes are just the first step in finding what works and, even if it doesn’t, you will have such glorious stories to tell.