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Gods day ———— Psalm 91:10-11 No evil will conquer you; no plague will come near your home. For he will order his angels to protect you wherever you go. I love the book of Psalms. So many amazing passages that seem to always fit what’s happening in my life just when I need them to fit. I feel like evil is hugely at play in our world today and we are letting it win. We focus on the world and we have forgotten those right in front of us. Not to mention there is the plague that has touched many of us and some without even knowing it. I am at a point now where my only focus will be about the humans that surround me and the God above that is sending his angels to protect those that believe He is in control like me. ———— “You are always being prepared for something better or protected from something worse.” ~Iyanla Vanzant . #godsday #god #hesincontrol #godsincontrol #protect #protected #angels #photooftheday #quotesofinstagram #mentalhealthblog #mentalhealthblogger #breakthesilence #abuse #ptsd #mentalhealth #mentalhealthawareness #anxiety #depression #write #journal #journaling

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Featured writer of the day: @sheisvarya tw: self harm, death, spirits Few months ago, I'd spent afternoons in your lap watching your wintry lips spew tales of lemures that besieged the dreams of star crossed mortals and inundated their spirit in bubbling potions of manic visions. Now I spend those afternoons pouring venom over the scars I etch on my accursed wrists with shards of demented glass, that my benumbed ichor tints with a glacial rouge. However the poison feels like philtre today, making my skin ignite in ardourous flames as I yearn to see your face one last time. so I light thirteen torpefied flames a minute before midnight and douse them in arctic gasoline to invoke the devils in the pits of Tartarus (read: my soul ) to solicit a final glimpse of your delirious spirit. in my scathed palms I hold a demented shard, to present to you as a parting gift in honour of the art it sculpted on my skin. yet at midnight, the candles go out as travellers, unable to light up the velvet void the shards lacerate on my marred soul. I hear the blood gushing out of my veins, I see the lemures twirling on the walls, I feel my spirit egress the sculpture I call my body and I smile, for I am finally liberated now. forever. ~aishvarya // lemures in my spirit

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sorry 3 years of writing i’m still hurting i saved all the texts she sent just if i finally cracked i need me back i need to see the end of it wanted to be just us too i wanted to love you i wanted to trust you never wanted that for anyone but you sewer made me the person i am all i will do is the vanishing act in the end... sorry if this is how it ends...

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