Crescitinsuoluminesidus - Zodiac Grove

K, so apparently I am "The glorious warrior who comes from the earth."

New Therapy Tool

1. Search your First, Middle, and Last name etymologies in Google.

2. Put the translations into a phrase that makes some kind of sense.

3. Now, whenever you feel small or are wrestling with self-doubt, try calling yourself whatever epic translation your name means. 

Post yours below! Let me see those new titles!!!

(Name meanings should be common enough that they don’t give away your legal name, but if they’re really obvious, please use common sense before sharing)

PS. My new title to call myself is OATH OF GOD’S SEA WARRIOR

Emoji spell for prophetic dreams

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Like to charge

Reblog to cast!

The Signs As Painters (and some paintings to show their style)

Aries: Vincent Van Gogh, Sunflowers

Taurus: Daria Hlazatova, Celebration

Gemini: Gustav Klimt, Lady With A Fan (unfinished)

Cancer: Alma Woodsey Thomas, Springtime In Washington

Leo: Tintoretto, The Presentation of The Virgin in The Temple

Virgo: Utagawa Hiroshige, Hakone

Libra: Lawrence Alma-Tadema, Spring

Scorpio: Caravaggio, The Beheading of St. John The Baptist 

Sagittarius: Keith Haring, The Tree of Monkeys

Capricorn: Lucio Fontana, Spacial Concepts. The End of God

Aquarius: Caspar David Friedrich, Winter Landscape With Church

Pisces: Takato Yamamoto, Untitled

“My heart is a rosegarden” emoji spell. ❤️🌹👧🏻🌱🌷💐🌷🌱👧🏻🌹❤️

A spell for love to grow in your heart and for it to show. This will attract love and beauty into your life. Like to charge. Reblog to cast.

Anti Anxiety Emoji Spell

This is a spell for those who have anxiety disorders or other mental illnesses, and for anyone who suffers from nervousness and anxiety in general.

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Hey, take just a second. I promise you’re worth it. 💜

How are you feeling right now? What emotion are you choosing to carry? Where are you tense?

Take a second. Breathe. Please breathe.

Relax where you’re tense. Inhale deeply and exhale forcefully to help relieve that tension.

Inhale again, breathing in positivity. Exhale again as strong as you can and push out all of that negativity.

Repeat as needed.

I love you. I love that you’re magic and your body is magic and that you can do this. I hope it helps. I support you. 💜

Reblog if it is alright if I come to your blog and anonymously confess something to you.

What happens once you kill yourself? Because I'm ready to go.

You wanna know what happens once you kill yourself? Your mother comes home from work and finds her baby dead and she screams and runs over to you and tries to get you to wake up but you won’t and she keeps screaming and shaking you and her tears are dripping onto your face and your dad hears all the screaming and runs into the room and he can’t even speak because the child that he loved and the child that he watched grow up is gone forever and finally your little sister runs into the room to see what all the fuss is about and she sees you dead. The person she looked up to and loved. The person she bragged about to  her friends, the person she wanted to be just like when she grew up, the person that made her feel safe. But she’s never really going to get to grow up and smile and laugh and love because she’ll always be consumed with this feeling of missing you. And now there’s something missing from your family and they can barely look at each other anymore because everything reminds them of you but you’re gone and hurts more than anything. and you think that your mom never cared because she was always busy and yelling at you to finish your homework and clean your room and forgot to say I love you sometimes but really, she loved you more than anything and she doesn’t leave the house anymore, she can’t even get out of bed and she’s getting thinner and thinner because it’s too hard to eat. Your father had to quit his job and he doesn’t sleep anymore, every time he closes his eyes he sees his baby dead, and the image never goes away no matter how much alcohol he drinks. And at school your best friend sees that your seat is empty and she gets this sick feeling in her stomach and that’s when she hears the announcement. You killed yourself. And suddenly she’s screaming and crying in the middle of class and no one even bothers comforting because they’re all  busy sitting there staring at your empty seat with tears dripping down their cheeks and all she wants is for you to hug her and tell her it’s gonna be okay like you always did, but this time, you’re not there to do it, everything is dark now that you’re gone and her grades are slipping, she barely goes to school anymore and she ended up in hospital after taking too many pills because she wanted to see you again. the girls who used to make fun of the way you dressed feel their throats get tight, they don’t talk to each other anymore, they don’t talk to anyone, they’re all in therapy trying so hard not to blame themselves but nothing works. and your teacher who always gave you a hard time stares blankly at the wall, she quits her job a few days later. And then your boyfriend hears the news and he can’t breathe, he still calls you a lot just to hear your voice and he talks to you on facebook but you never message him back, he can’t fall in love again because every girl he meets reminds him of you, he’s never going to get over you, he loved you and he cries himself to sleep every night, hating himself and slicing his skin because he couldn’t save you and he’s never going to hold you in his arms or hear you laugh again. Now everyone who knew you, whether they were a big part of your life or someone you passed in the hallway a few times a week, they carry this aching feeling around inside them because you’re gone, and they miss you, and they don’t know why you left but it must’ve been their fault and they should’ve stopped you and they should’ve told you they loved you more and that feeling is never going to go away. And so you killed yourself

but you killed everyone else around you too. 

i was at a protest today in support of the palestinian great march of return. a woman from gaza spoke about growing up under israeli occupation and the importance of standing in solidarity with the people marching there today. literally only 20 minutes after she spoke she found out that one of her childhood friends in gaza, a journalist who was at the march, was just murdered by the idf. we all took a moment of silence for him while the jdl marched around the protest with israeli flags, chanting in support of the idf who had just murdered this womans friend. and like honestly its beyond me how anyone could still try to frame the conflict as “equally bad/violent on both sides” or support the israeli state and the idf as they murder innocent people or do anything but give unwavering support for palestinians & palestinian liberation

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