Sorry to break it to you but you literally have to face your fears and slaughter them. Otherwise you will live a small life that you do not want. You literally have to view your biggest fears and attack them head on. You have to fall into the abyss to find your way out. The easy path does not exist. There is no get out of jail free card. You have to allow yourself to die a spiritual death over and over again in order to reinvent yourself into the person you are actually supposed to be. And you have to be painfully honest with yourself and the people around you. It’s horrible but it’s truly the only way.
i dont like being rushed to do something, if I say imma do it, relax
Go where you’re wanted and cherished, not just tolerated. This applies to every area of your life: relationships, jobs, environments. Our energy is like currency. If we keep investing it in things that give nothing back, we end up drained. But when we pour into what pours back, we grow. You can only try to force alignment for so long before it starts costing you more than it’s worth.
You might not be valuable in everyone’s eyes, but to the right people, you’re exactly the blessing they’ve been praying for. That doesn’t mean settling or forcing yourself into spaces you don’t like; it means opening yourself up to new ones you didn’t know you’d love, and that love you right back.
random make up tip because I was experimenting last night: make your nose look smaller by making your eyes look bigger and your eyebrows looking full. Volumising mascara, falsies only at the ends of your eyes, concealer in the inner corners of your eyes + powder for a very natural look. Draaag it out towards the bridge of your nose and under the beginning of your waterline. bake under eyes, elongated wing and nothing on the waterline. Don’t go for the Nike justdoit eyebrows, but make them fit your face correctly and are as full as your face structure will allow.
this placement of the inner corner thing not with white shimmery eyeshadow but with your concealer and powder.
— Susan Sontag, from “Death Kit,” (1967) (via lunamonchtuna)