The quickest way to “get your spark back” is to literally light yourself on fire. You’ve got to burn baby. You’re depressed bc you’re not being insane enough. Double. Down. The world does not reward half ass. All in or out. You’re thinking too small. You’ve accepted your current reality as the only reality. Bullshit. You need to write a list of the most insane asks you could ever dream of. “I am a NYT best selling author. I am the founder of a Fortune 500 company. I paint for a living and I make a damn good living.” Ask and you shall receive. Embody and you become. Flip the fucking script. Your current ceiling is now the floor. Level up.
You need to burn.
if you don't exercise (yet are capable), so much of your energy goes to your mind due to the separation between you and your body. lack of movement is responsible for the overthinking, overprocessing, addictions to social media, overfunctioning, sex without a heart connection, and obsessive shopping and consumption of booze and the like. your body is a nuclear powerhouse, the portal that nourishes souls from heaven to earth. if that powerful energy you innately possess in your body is not channeled, it will almost always lead to something destructive.
romanticize your life, take pretty pictures, feel like the main character, light up a candle, read books, go for a walk, dance to your favorite music, buy yourself presents, do whatever you want, be happy - this is your life, don't let anyone take it from you
telling your brain "i know you don't wanna do the thing and it'll be very uncomfortable for you at first but you can do it buddy. it'll be fine" is actually surprisingly effective. it sounds too simple but that fuckass organ WILL listen to you if you treat it with kindness lol
viví la cancelación de taylor en 2016, viví su regreso en 2017, viví lo que fué la salvación de mi pandemia, los albums que lanzó, viví la lucha por sus Masters, viví a taylor teniendo 4 aotys, viví el eras tour, viví a Taylor comprometida y hoy voy a vivir y celebrar su boda.
not to be parasocial as fuck but the fact that the person who wrote tortured poets department is having her own fairytale wedding with the love of her life makes my little hopeless romantic heart feel better and full and hopeful
this genuinely feels like such an important moment in pop culture history. we all grew up with taylor’s music and watched her grow into the incredible woman and artist that she is today. i am so happy for both of them.