im sitting in my underwear in the middle of my family room with a mug of hot chocolate on the corner of the rug and my homework spread out in front of me and the rain pattering against the windows and all i can do is dissect the possibility that i may over analyze every single boy in this world and in the end immature love most normally wins out
i don’t believe in the idea of a god any more than i do believe in the idea of a god. what i believe in is the ever-changing universe, and the laws and energy that come with it. i believe in positive thinking over prayer, i believe what you put out into the world will come back to you. it’s all about energy, and i really think when you truly find and are able to center in on your core, then you harness just as much power as is ascribed to religious figures to be your own god.
The self is inward and the self is outward. The self is love and love is the self.
I don’t intend to take away anyone’s beliefs. Mine are just different than yours.
:’) you’ve got the heart of a babe in you, suga
i wouldn’t be able to take something like that from them, nor would i try. i just think it’s important to look inward more than we look outward.
first of all don’t start an insult off with an apology
second of all i don’t think writing always needs to be chalked up to being “good” or “bad”, it’s if you feel anything at all from it when you read it, and you’re one of the many who don’t, and that’s okay.
unfortunately (for you) i’d still go after the goal regardless of that one person who tried to discourage it.
whenever someone tells me they’ve “found god” I have the strongest ache to just murmur out “you found yourself”