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The Pug Bunch...because this is how we roll. 馃
#bubble~punk #pug~bubbles #pug~orbs #orb~lore #globe~core #bubblebunch #pugbunch #teampug #teamslay #chooseyourgirl #pugthepureheart #purplepassion #purpleprelude #purplepower #poweruP #pugpoints #pugcoins #puggear #puggame #pugbook
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#fairymare#a fairymare life#art#firefly art#fireflies#fairy#fae#fairies#firefly huntress#firefly painter#firefly artist
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#fairymare life#fairymare#fantasy#that cheeky escapist#that cheeky angel#attention seeking disorder#for the love of positivity berry#what's the meaning of this#hmmmm#oh my world#jenny#jenni#jeni#jenee#jennee#jennny#jini#jynee#jinee#jynie#jinie#jinnie#jynny#jinny#jinni#jennie#jynnie#jeney#jenie#jenyy
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Ghosts of Love 馃懓馃懟馃さ
Things kept going wrong. "Bad luck" kept surrounding me. Relationships in my real life crumbled. My family was torn apart. My home started falling apart. Couldn't catch a break. Nothing ever gave. It went on like this for so long. Years went by, and he made me think I actually fell in love...with darkness. Because I danced with the devil and got burned.
The first time I believed was the first time I was deceived and the first time I cried for a ghost.
A Fairymare Life
Loving a lie that never loved back
but only
left
a broken heart
and scattered bones
among invisible halls
where souls don鈥檛 roam.
I was quite frequented by the nightly awakenings and hopeful forecasts of brighter days. Despite my longing for peaceful thoughts and tender embrace.
I was quite discouraged.
Every breath was a breath to take.
Not so much because I needed to breathe, but I needed to understand the value of the breath.
I needed to feel the value of life.
That was my plight. To understand my plight. Not just to know I was with plight鈥攂ut to understand the reason and purpose for my plight.
To understand why it burdened me and why overcoming the burden would bring healing. Adversity became the only friend I had.
My comfort was knowing there would be even more difficult struggles tomorrow so that made today鈥檚 struggles not so bad.
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Life is not like a fairytale, it鈥檚 like a fairymare.
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