Mu-hmmmm
Mini compilation of Jodie Comer not getting over Eve stabbing Villanelle
My soul at the moment
So they really are bitches!
Only female mosquitoes bite, because they need the protein in your blood to produce their eggs. Source
A lovely butterfly.
Children's books always speak the truth. Sometimes the cloud clear, and the sun peeks through just about the time your depression seems like it's going to choke you.
Sometimes the part of my mind that says, “you’re not good enough,” is loud and unrelenting. It says, “Who do you think you are that you think you can be who you are, do what you do, live the way you do,” so on, and so forth. But I’ve learned to stand up to it and say, “You are not stronger than my happiness.” Over and over I say this, sometimes the little voice quiets down in a few minutes, or sometimes it doesn’t, but it never puts me to sleep, because my happiness wins out.
Passion (a sequel to Lover) After all is done, the body is still not sated, it could never. Sweat of pleasure rolls off heaving chests. There is no voice, no thoughts, only moans of hunger, of need. Like the eternal flame, the fire never dies. The passion grows stronger as the flames are brought together. Earthly pleasure mixed with carnal passion makes for an awesome explosion. Time freezes as fingers enterwine as eyes wide open stare into the very soul. Little death claims the heart once again as the flames simmer down. The love is very much alive as they lay together. A shiver goes down their spine as the cool air blows against their naked flesh.
Roar!
I think about such things as our willingness to breathe and keep on living when all is tragedy. But we are strong because we awoke in the morning because yesterday we did not die, and that is something to be joyous about.....sometimes.