opalescent:

Angels don't have to be pure. But flame is a purifier all the same.

you are already good enough you deserve to exist you deserve to flourish and thrive you deserve to feel comfortable in your own skin you deserve to bloom you are already good enough

i wanna feel whole again i wanna be at home again

Your eyes aren't full of sin. They're full of long kept pain, bitter silences, and echoes of who you used to be. They're full of memories that don't seem to be yours, memories that feel like movies. Far away. Fake. Fictional. It hurts you to look at yourself, but God, I just want you to know there is so much life inside you just waiting to bloom. Your eyes are made of earth and yellow petals and green flecks of grass; you are something beautiful, sacred, precious- you aren't a product of what he did. The beauty, kindness, and patience you have has always been there, hiding from you. Your tears were the water they needed to bloom.

I suppose I’m not that strong, but I’m stronger than you.