Sometimes we simply overdose on fragmented hope.
marți, 13 aprilie 2021
miercuri, 7 octombrie 2020
For those that are or have been with a narcissistic partner - the patterns of their love stories go in general terribly wrong.
I've somehow through my emotional trajectory managed to attract them and live with them and mould my heart around their sandy & icy clouds. I've heard their golden stories and seen the empires they claimed - it's a game, it's a play throughout their entire lives.
I've learnt you can not experience true love with one but breadcrumbs of feelings / emotions / facts - it's never the entire loaf - it's breadcrumbs of love and imagination to keep you locked on the position - a loner in a relationship in the Kingdom of You Will Never Really Know.
It all starts enchanting and then transforms into a dungeon, from the heat of love and happiness to the burn of lies, deceit and pain.
It all starts with a beautiful mirror, that attracts in the background of your portrait butterflies and Edenic plants to an ice cold portrait of criticism.
Unfortunately the narcissism that you share you life with lives a tragic and distructive life, carefully disguised with lies and the image of the false Self.
This false Self, knows it all, loves anger and inflicting pain onto others.
If you're battling such relationships and live & love in terror please know you are not alone.
While trying to balance the tight rope of a fake reality and a fake self they keep throwing arrows at those who are competition or refuse to idealise them.
It's abusive, it's painful and you might get lost along the way in the charismatic persona of your unpredictable partner.
He's forever innocent and guilt seems to somehow not match his vocabulary In any way, as if he purchased his words from the most noble markets of words.
These over the counter toxic words will create a nest where you're invited to stay, you're the antidote that needs to be loved and tortured and act like a source of energy.
Disagreements are not options - the goal is to obliterate the target.
Please know one thing loving yourself is the first step from healing from a narcissistic lover. Chose yourself. Chose the truth.
miercuri, 17 iunie 2020
My name is Liz and I’m here to guide you on opening all the doors that lead to your inner soul. It may not be a place that you know and it’s fine to feel lost at first, but we’ve got tea and poetry - psychology and a lot of soul.
As bruised and confused as you might be I have to tell you this - you are a work of art. And your mind is rainbow - every single day.
Your vulnerability is a sign of strength. Your pain - your constant changes and your ways of building yourself back up - piece by piece.
Take the risk and let the superhero find joy - stop overriding life.
We’ll be taking your through meadows - on a spiritual walk and a mental dive - colouring the surroundings from within us.
- Starting August 1st
vineri, 19 mai 2017
luni, 27 martie 2017
Now you live in another man's eyes
A love song
And a lullaby
Get lost on clouds
They spit light towards your butterfly heart
Is covering itself with the clouds from your mind
We're so alike
You have hidden shallows
But so do I
Let's drift away
You smell like a wolf's midnight
You taste like miracles
And old jars of sunshine
sâmbătă, 31 decembrie 2016
A stringless kite
As it should be
And slightly mad
It's been a cruel year
And now I only long for
The wild sea
A sea that cuts fogs
A sea named after everything
That connects us
I'm packing the winter
And bringing you June
Unlike our October
Slightly more real
And less tragic
Whispering to your playlist
I take your hand
One last day of crossing waters
Until my skin
Will burn brightly
Pigments of thunder
marți, 27 decembrie 2016
But darling my life is full of exit signs
I wish I could wrap you up in dreams and sweater lines
But I have no words left to say
I am still tangled up in the songs of yesterday
I forgot how to laugh
And disaster is slipping from the left side of your cheek
It's only those that don't fall in love
That dance with a monstrous passion
I got you a permit
To enter the frontier of nowhere
Oh how can I not adore
Your shadow, your absence
Hope is opening doorways and roadways.
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