I feel very plain and uninspired with my appearance lately… I feel like i lack the creativity I use to use to individualize myself. I guess I haven’t really had the time nor money in the past year, to put effort into it, but regardless it’s been really bumming me out.
If you aren’t about spanking I’m not about you
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PSA: taking St. John’s Wort (a great natural remedy for depression and anxiety) can reduce the effectiveness of birth control pills.
Everyone should be aware of this! It should be written on the fucking bottle! Also, do not take St. John’s wort with any other kind of antidepressant or visa versa. It will lead to massive contraindications.
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being insecure is more accepted than being confident in yourself and that’s just fucking bull shit to me
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getting a professional photo taken of my iris in iridology today. Can’t wait to learn about all my hidden predispositions.
"Leaving is not enough. You must stay gone. Train your heart like a dog. Change the locks even on the house he’s never visited. You lucky, lucky girl. You have an apartment just your size. A bathtub full of tea. A heart the size of Arizona, but not nearly so arid. Don’t wish away your cracked past, your crooked toes, your problems are papier mache puppets you made or bought because the vendor at the market was so compelling you just had to have them. You had to have him. And you did. And now you pull down the bridge between your houses, you make him call before he visits, you take a lover for granted, you take a lover who looks at you like maybe you are magic. Make the first bottle you consume in this place a relic. Place it on whatever altar you fashion with a knife and five cranberries. Don’t lose too much weight. Stupid girls are always trying to disappear as revenge. And you are not stupid. You loved a man with more hands than a parade of beggars, and here you stand. Heart like a four-poster bed. Heart like a canvas. Heart leaking something so strong they can smell it in the street." by Frida Kahlo (via boogeywoman)
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Home made dandelion root, cocoa and rose “coffee” alternative.
I’ve been hitting the long blacks a bit hard lately and my body needs a break, although my head is insistent I need a cup. So to sooth my cravings, I brewed this concoction inspired by a friends (luca-lenus) recipe. it’s so freaking yummy!
Dandelion root- some say the taste and smell can be compared to the bitterness of the humble coffee bean, and honesty, I’d agree in some aspects. It contains quite a lot of potassium too, which leaves you feeling bright eyes and bushy tailed.
Aside from the coffee comparisons, it also has a number of health benefits; bladder, kidney, liver and digestive tonic, which can help rid your body of toxins. It stimulates appetite but can also help with weight loss and water retention. Its been known to purify blood, regulate blood sugar and improve circulation, which in turn, improves the condition of the skin and strengthens the immune system.
"Whenever I see a dead body, death seems to me a departure. The corpse looks to me like a suit that was left behind. Someone went away and didn’t need to take the one and only outfit he’d worn." by The Book of Disquiet, by Fernando Pessoa (via beefsquatch)
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"Suffering is not bad. If you understand it rightly, suffering is a cleansing. If you understand it rightly, sadness has a depth to it which no happiness can ever have. A person who is simply happy is always superficial. A person who has not known sorrow and has not known sadness, has not known the depths. He has not touched the bottom of his being; he has remained just on the periphery. One has to move within these two banks. Within these two banks flows the river." by Osho (via slychedelic)
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