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  • I recently put myself first, and it was hard. It still is. Stepping out of something that is comfortable for something that makes you feel alive, is scary, but I promise you, worth it ❤️
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The second edition of my book "Soft Thorns" is now available at the link in bio, Urban Outfitters and Barnes and Nobles worldwide! ♥ bridgett xo
  • I recently put myself first, and it was hard. It still is. Stepping out of something that is comfortable for something that makes you feel alive, is scary, but I promise you, worth it ❤️

    The second edition of my book "Soft Thorns" is now available at the link in bio, Urban Outfitters and Barnes and Nobles worldwide! ♥ bridgett xo
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  • My mother always told me that crying cleanses the soul, and for years growing up I held onto that sensitivity until I didn’t anymore. Because I couldn’t anymore. And I resented being so soft in a world that was so hard. I had gone through many traumatic incidents that my heart no longer wanted to feel. I became numb. Cold. Hard. My armour was too strong, my walls were too high.  Its taken some years and lots of healing and lots of reflection to get to where I am today. I’m so much more in tune with my emotions and intuitive with my surroundings and experiences. I’ve learnt to feel and be okay with feeling. To sit in the uncomfortable and make myself comfortable. To freely surrender and cry. To honour myself that much cause I would honour anyone else in their pain. So if you’re holding onto something today, that’s been weighing you down, it’s cause of all the tears you’re bottling in is drowning to come out. Cry and let it out. Cleanse your soul. You will thank you. 💧
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  • My mother always told me that crying cleanses the soul, and for years growing up I held onto that sensitivity until I didn’t anymore. Because I couldn’t anymore. And I resented being so soft in a world that was so hard. I had gone through many traumatic incidents that my heart no longer wanted to feel. I became numb. Cold. Hard. My armour was too strong, my walls were too high. Its taken some years and lots of healing and lots of reflection to get to where I am today. I’m so much more in tune with my emotions and intuitive with my surroundings and experiences. I’ve learnt to feel and be okay with feeling. To sit in the uncomfortable and make myself comfortable. To freely surrender and cry. To honour myself that much cause I would honour anyone else in their pain. So if you’re holding onto something today, that’s been weighing you down, it’s cause of all the tears you’re bottling in is drowning to come out. Cry and let it out. Cleanse your soul. You will thank you. 💧
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  • Comment “HAVE” letter by letter!💑🍂
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  • I can't say this enough. I believe in YOU, okay? You've got this ❤️
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#thepositivediaries 📘
  • I can't say this enough. I believe in YOU, okay? You've got this ❤️
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    #thepositivediaries 📘
  • 17,484 198 16 hours ago
  • Tell yourself this everyday. It should be a constant reminder so that you take care of yourself. It’s important that you do, because no one can take care of yourself properly, other than you. You don’t need others to rely on, don’t allow yourself to survive by relying on others because that will result in disappointment. Therefore, my advice would be to love yourself and become enough for yourself 🙏🏽
  • Tell yourself this everyday. It should be a constant reminder so that you take care of yourself. It’s important that you do, because no one can take care of yourself properly, other than you. You don’t need others to rely on, don’t allow yourself to survive by relying on others because that will result in disappointment. Therefore, my advice would be to love yourself and become enough for yourself 🙏🏽
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  • when i say I'm incomplete,
I don't mean 
an incomplete life;
I'm death's daughter
who died in death's own womb,
so you see
I'm just looking for mother,
I'm just craving home.
I see all these faces here,
I don't know what the romans do in rome.
I'm not a phone call abruptly cut,
I'm a confession typed out 
in a text
which gets wiped in my sweat.

i scream on your faces,
I don't romanticise pain
that's a craft disdainfully vain.
the sun doesn't light up the moon,
the moon choses to lick it's light
on her own face like a veil
from darkness
and delight.
i am just water,
but hollow.
i could be moulded,
repainted,
sculpted,
broken,
remade.
so pain picks me
as his favourite doll,
he's a ugly spoilt kid,
with ignorant parents;
he likes to control
he snaps my neck,
i gasp for breath
sometimes it's so tight
I can't even drop a tear
for empathy to be blown at me.

when he gets saturated
of my shrieks,
he throws me away
in the darker side of the room,
where i hear smiles
in stealthy creaks. - meenal
  • when i say I'm incomplete,
    I don't mean
    an incomplete life;
    I'm death's daughter
    who died in death's own womb,
    so you see
    I'm just looking for mother,
    I'm just craving home.
    I see all these faces here,
    I don't know what the romans do in rome.
    I'm not a phone call abruptly cut,
    I'm a confession typed out
    in a text
    which gets wiped in my sweat.

    i scream on your faces,
    I don't romanticise pain
    that's a craft disdainfully vain.
    the sun doesn't light up the moon,
    the moon choses to lick it's light
    on her own face like a veil
    from darkness
    and delight.
    i am just water,
    but hollow.
    i could be moulded,
    repainted,
    sculpted,
    broken,
    remade.
    so pain picks me
    as his favourite doll,
    he's a ugly spoilt kid,
    with ignorant parents;
    he likes to control
    he snaps my neck,
    i gasp for breath
    sometimes it's so tight
    I can't even drop a tear
    for empathy to be blown at me.

    when he gets saturated
    of my shrieks,
    he throws me away
    in the darker side of the room,
    where i hear smiles
    in stealthy creaks. - meenal
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  • ✍🏼💋
  • ✍🏼💋
  • 1 2 58 seconds ago
  • come back as a breeze 🌬
  • come back as a breeze 🌬
  • 5 1 2 minutes ago
  • 🧬grown love🧬
  • 🧬grown love🧬
  • 2 1 2 minutes ago
  • "Я твой" кричали те глаза,
Что в глубину души смотрели
В них золото,в них бирюза
В них все о чем мечтать не смели
Два сердца,две родных души 
Сливаются слезой и счастье
Постой,ты только не спеши
Пролить дождём в ненастье
Слова напрасные о том,
Что может быть как прежде
Мы все узнаем лишь потом
Рождённые в надежде
И пеленой судьбы укрыты 
Чуть ближе так случайно
"Я твой" слова те не забыты
Простой известной тайны...®
#misheldar #стихи #моистихи #поэзия #poems #lyrics #lines #ятвой #любовь #lines #words  #verses #poem #poetry
  • "Я твой" кричали те глаза,
    Что в глубину души смотрели
    В них золото,в них бирюза
    В них все о чем мечтать не смели
    Два сердца,две родных души
    Сливаются слезой и счастье
    Постой,ты только не спеши
    Пролить дождём в ненастье
    Слова напрасные о том,
    Что может быть как прежде
    Мы все узнаем лишь потом
    Рождённые в надежде
    И пеленой судьбы укрыты
    Чуть ближе так случайно
    "Я твой" слова те не забыты
    Простой известной тайны...®
    #misheldar #стихи #моистихи #поэзия #poems #lyrics #lines #ятвой #любовь #lines #words #verses #poem #poetry
  • 3 0 4 minutes ago
  • Tiny raindrops can make
The mightiest sees tremble
That’s exactly what you do
To my inebriated heart
Tomorrow is just another ludicrous fantasy
Knocking at the doors of my malleable mind
Echoing each word your breath rustled callously;
Im aware of all the sad endings
Yet, I drown in this transitory ecstasy 
Letting all my fears elope
Despite knowing that there’s nothing more devastating
than Hope
Zahiyda 🤲🏻
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#poetry #poetrycommunity #poet #poem #zahiydawrote
  • Tiny raindrops can make
    The mightiest sees tremble
    That’s exactly what you do
    To my inebriated heart
    Tomorrow is just another ludicrous fantasy
    Knocking at the doors of my malleable mind
    Echoing each word your breath rustled callously;
    Im aware of all the sad endings
    Yet, I drown in this transitory ecstasy
    Letting all my fears elope
    Despite knowing that there’s nothing more devastating
    than Hope
    Zahiyda 🤲🏻
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    #poetry #poetrycommunity #poet #poem #zahiydawrote
  • 3 0 4 minutes ago
  • May our loyalty always be to something greater, than the politician’s appeal to tribalism.
  • May our loyalty always be to something greater, than the politician’s appeal to tribalism.
  • 4 1 4 minutes ago
  • 26th March 2019.
  • 26th March 2019.
  • 2 1 5 minutes ago
  • the hurt
  • the hurt
  • 19 1 5 minutes ago
  • Morir de otoño o primavera, apenas doblar la frente, mientras en lo oscuro una germinación salva y sostiene
la mentira incesante de la vida…
¡Poco quiero indecisos equinoccios, pérfida primavera dilatoria!
Morir de pie, mordiendo la naranja henchida de estío, o en los dientes la nieve de la sidra, y asumirlas. ¡Marzo fluvial, olvídame en tu paso!
Yo no quiero morir de lluvia y hojas con altos torbellinos, entre cierzos.
Más bien de amor por el verano izándose sobre su acre premura acariciante; o sin sangre, absorbido por la noche
de una fría columna enlunecida,
solo y sin voz, apenas una pausa en la perfecta vanidad del cielo.
~JULIO CORTÁZAR~
#flowers #flowerstagram #spring #picoftheday #instagram #margarita #vivalavida #color #nature #natureporn #likeforlikes #followforfollowback #instagay #poem #poetry
  • Morir de otoño o primavera, apenas doblar la frente, mientras en lo oscuro una germinación salva y sostiene
    la mentira incesante de la vida…
    ¡Poco quiero indecisos equinoccios, pérfida primavera dilatoria!
    Morir de pie, mordiendo la naranja henchida de estío, o en los dientes la nieve de la sidra, y asumirlas. ¡Marzo fluvial, olvídame en tu paso!
    Yo no quiero morir de lluvia y hojas con altos torbellinos, entre cierzos.
    Más bien de amor por el verano izándose sobre su acre premura acariciante; o sin sangre, absorbido por la noche
    de una fría columna enlunecida,
    solo y sin voz, apenas una pausa en la perfecta vanidad del cielo.
    ~JULIO CORTÁZAR~
    #flowers #flowerstagram #spring #picoftheday #instagram #margarita #vivalavida #color #nature #natureporn #likeforlikes #followforfollowback #instagay #poem #poetry
  • 17 0 7 minutes ago
  • Globally, as many as 38% of murders of women are committed by a male intimate partner. 38%...... Source: 
https://www.who.int/news-room/fact-sheets/detail/violence-against-women
  • Globally, as many as 38% of murders of women are committed by a male intimate partner. 38%...... Source:
    https://www.who.int/news-room/fact-sheets/detail/violence-against-women
  • 23 4 28 minutes ago
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  • Failure spoke to me.
  • Failure spoke to me.
  • 44 1 22 March, 2019
  • Thoughts concealed in love. Written in blood. Feelings trapped within. Fiending for a win. Take time. Relay the confessions of a dangerous mind. 🥀🔪
  • Thoughts concealed in love. Written in blood. Feelings trapped within. Fiending for a win. Take time. Relay the confessions of a dangerous mind. 🥀🔪
  • 355 4 22 March, 2019
  • Come one and move on love.
  • Come one and move on love.
  • 52 5 21 March, 2019
  • 🗣Sempre❤
  • 🗣Sempre❤
  • 167 8 1 November, 2017