Let's Just Stare At Each Other, With Such Passion That The Moon Will Hide Behind The Leaves Of The Trees

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“But as bad as it was, I learned something about myself … That I could go through something like that, and survive.”

— Nicholas Sparks

✨Love, Security, and Protection Candle Spell✨

🌹 one rose candle with cinnamon, rock salt, and cloves

🌊 one sage and sea salt candle with rosemary

🍪 one winter spice candle with mint and rock salt

🔮 rose quartz, obsidian, and selenite

💫 star anise

🍃 bay leaf with name and intent/sigil written on it (burned)

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for @noonymoon with the best vibes possible 💖✨

You know what the second I stopped saying “I wish I had a friend who-“ and started being “the friend who-“ my life has gotten 100% more fulfilling

a cup of sunshine

Here is a recipe for liquid positivity to help you all through these days.

You’ll need: chamomile fresh ginger (just a little!) fresh lemon honey

optional: homemade cinnamon buns (will heal your heart with immediate effect)

Brew your tea with a bit of ginger and add a squeeze of lemon. Add the honey with a spoon and use it to stir clockwise while thinking of a happy memory. (I might have had a chant for this, but I forgot it already, and it was probably in multiple languages - pardon me, I’m a bit of mess after not leaving the house for two weeks. You can make your own chant if you’want.)

Put on a song that makes you feel good. I chose Here Comes the Sun by The Beatles.

Sit by a window and open it if possible. Breathe.

Drink up. You’re alright.

Морфей, до утра дай отраду Моей мучительной любви. Приди, задуй мою лампаду, Мои мечты благослови! Сокрой от памяти унылой Разлуки страшный приговор! Пускай увижу милый взор, Пускай услышу голос милый. Когда ж умчится ночи мгла И ты мои покинешь очи, О, если бы душа могла Забыть любовь до новой ночи!

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Oh, Morpheus, give me joy till morning For my forever painful love: Just blow out candles’ burning And let my dreams in blessing move. Let from my soul disappear The separation’s sharp rebuke! And let me see that dear look, And let me hear voice that dear. And when will vanish dark of night And you will free my eyes at leaving, Oh, if my heart would have a right To lose its love till dark of evening!

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К МОРФЕЮ / Morpheus

Александр Сергеевич Пушкин  / Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin  1799-1837

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Graphic - René-Antoine Houasse  1645-1710

soon as she unblocks me the wedding is back on

It said 'good vibes???' and I feel appreciated, thank you

i made a uquiz

I think we should destroy the mindset of not asking people things related to their degrees...that's like the whole reason they have them

Hi, it's just in, people like me?? Apparently? Where the hell did this come from???? Y'all wildin out here!!!!!! Just liking people willy nilly and all