“nothing forced into existence ever lasts. all the glue and temporary effort put into making it stick will always peel off eventually. allow the things meant for you to come freely to you. with no friction or opposition, with no rush or restlessness, with just patience.”
The dramatic orange flowers of Aloe polyphylla (spiral aloe, many-leaved aloe) are as dramatic as the pronounced spiral pattern of the succulent leaves. These plants had survived the winter outside in a sheltered and sunny location at the base of a wall with protection from the winter rains. The flowers made a vivid clash with the surrounding pink flowers of Delosperma ‘Sani Pass’.
I feel like I am contradiction or is this because I don’t align myself with how the world expects me to be? There’s so much more to a person and I am for sure not limiting myself to one identity when there’s more to me than trauma and pain. I want things too and I shouldn’t feel shame.
The way you probably don’t even care about me but I am writing you f---ing posts, ironic, huh? I don’t care, I will scream to the world until the pit inside me doesn’t choke me at night.
maybe you expected to see me in ruins, begging for air in this corner you left me but God is a good god, and I am free from your touch. Your abuse, your negative thoughts and cravings. You may represent many people now but your impact over me is dead, you are dead to me.