I like oceans. I like the waves touching me like memories. Salt on my body which feels like bittersweet taste of love.
I am the Ocean. I am who touches your feet softly and gently. I am who hides my tides and turns them into calm waves before they reach you.
I am the Ocean, who is in love with you and lives inside of you. @sadguynextdoor
Yes! @ashubhartirohila I'm saying, if past was horrible, then smile because it's over. If present is worst, then smile because whatever can go wrong has already gone wrong, things will only be better from here. Well, if you think future is going to be bad, then stop pressuming it please.
Send a positive feel to whatever is going to come your way, and smile.
Smile like the birds feed on it, smile like the rain depends on it, smile like the universe will stop functioning all together if you don't.
Ay y’all. I decided to begin again, and start over with how I show up here. It felt like a great place to start, with a photo of myself in pjs and with no filter, messy hair and a nice big pimple, for I want to use social media as a way to connect rather than what I find it can sometimes be as the opposite. So I just want to show you who I really am, which I feel will include a mix of photos of me, my food, poetry, my expressed feelings, my perspectives on certain things, and so on. I’m going to play around with it everyday, but one thing I know I want to do is to stay humble. I have traveled through the realms of showing up here as a way to feel superior to my inferiority, which I learned inferiority is actually braver than superiority, because at least than I am taking off a mask that I have anything figured out. When I become comfortable with all of the ways I felt small, I learned the strength and power of humility. I am not smaller or bigger, I just am who I am, and I’m enough. And to be honest, I am still learning all of this, and that’s ok. Lastly, this new Instagram name (if you haven’t noticed, I’ve changed it 5 + times within the past week or so) is the one I started with in the first place, it’s the one my inner child loves the most, so if humility is my commitment, this name feels right. I love you all. Thank you for being here and for being you.
Everyday when I look into the mirror, I see a reflection of my lean pale self. I have scars and my skin is pierced with different needles to keep me alive. I see the look of relief in the eyes of my parents when I wake up every morning, for I have survived yet another day. But I know it won't last long. I can sense it; my body is getting weaker day by day and my skin turning pale. I know these medicines are just delaying my destiny. My time to say good bye is coming near. I guess even my parents know it but they are just praying for the impossible to happen. I don't know how long I have left, still I consider myself lucky because when the time comes, I can have my goodbye speech prepared unlike those who don't even get a chance to register what happened. At least I get to spend time with my loved ones and create happy memories to help me get closure and go away with peace unlike those who are just left with regret. Every day that I survive, I get a do-over to alter my speech, to add new memories to my collection and hope to see the next morning. Uncertainty is always there but I guess that's what you get when you sign up for Cancer.
Or so I thought. But now I am realising that it isn’t pitch black; there is hope like the flicker of light in a dark hallway. Everyday when I see a new morning, my faith in God is reinstated and it makes me exclaim, "Miracles do happen, you just need to have faith and be patient enough!" Maybe, just maybe, what I should be focusing on isn't my farewell speech but a welcome home sonnet! With this thought I close my eyes with a smile on my face and a belief that I will open them again. - An emerging cancer survivor
Knowing him will be like touching happiness over and over again,
There will be no boundaries when you will love him,
Will remind you of all the good you have ever done,
And how all the bad doesn't even matter. .
His lips will taste like honey in your mouth,
You will like his hands more and more when you will be looking for sword to fight your demons. .
When he will laugh,
The sun will rise. .
When he would look at you,
You will know peace.
The one you never knew existed. .
Kissing him will not always be lustful,
It will be like your lips found a home. .
You won't panic in his arms,
And his eyes will be your safety. .
He will push you towards motivation,
And your fears will run down your body like shiver every time he will breathe down your neck.
You will know happiness like a remedy to all your existence that you always hated.
Your body will remember his touch like verses of holy books. .
When he will be the one,
He will make you feel like you're the only one. .
- I.K. .
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My Emotions are like porcelain in a china shop
I'm a raging bull breaking down till my body drops
My Depression is claiming roots causing my mind to rot
Popping pills, as if it fills that spot marked food for thought
I'm hot, I'm cold-im no longer human
Internal bruising leave me brooding,
Surface cuts keep me lucid
Routine check, dont call me stupid
I'm aware of what I'm doing, I'm not completely clueless
Why would I do this?
Because I'm wounded
My heads in the clouds but their polluted
My reality is clashing with my illusions
I apologize for the confusion
I laugh but not because I find it amusing
Because I still feel despite it all..that I'm improving