I am—yet what I am none cares or knows;
My friends forsake me like a memory lost:
I am the self-consumer of my woes—
They rise and vanish in oblivious host,
Like shadows in love’s frenzied stifled throes
And yet I am, and live—like vapours tossed
Into the nothingness of scorn and noise,
Into the living sea of waking dreams,
Where there is neither sense of life or joys,
But the vast shipwreck of my life’s esteems;
Even the dearest that I loved the best
Are strange—nay, rather, stranger than the rest.
I long for scenes where man hath never trod
A place where woman never smiled or wept
There to abide with my Creator, God,
And sleep as I in childhood sweetly slept,
Untroubling and untroubled where I lie
The grass below—above the vaulted sky.My best friend is my guardian angel.
"But I believe it's worth it..." ~D
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I'll forever love you, angel
if you dont love yourself right now, thats ok
i love you
the trees love you
the ground loves you
the flowers love you
i love you
the wind and the air loves you
the sea and the sand loves you
fire and ice love you
i love you
its ok not to love yourself, it takes time
its difficult, its hard, you’ll might fall back, and thats ok too
but you’ll get there in the end
but in the meantime, the earth and I love you
Sleep Inducing Tea
Add one tablespoon of chamomile flowers to a cup of boiling water. Or just use chamomile tea packets. As the tea steeps, chant:
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