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@alivingfatally
I’m bothered by this generation’s need to justify why they’re in love instead of just being in love.
words by dominic riccitello (via wnq-writers)
This is so very true. Why do people have to justify why or how they love someone? Love is a feeling that is truly indescribable. You can tell someone why you adore them or even why you like them, but...LOVE?? it just happens!
Waking up to the strange feelings of hatred
I awoke this morning from nasty mean messages from my daughter. She is almost 16 and thinks the world owes her everything. I had an emotional night last night and did not get to sleep until late and waking up to her hatred of me, really sucks. I love her so much. She began messing up, smoking pot, drinking hanging out with the wrong crowd, so I sent her to her fathers house after I made every attempt to save her from herself and these hoodlums that have been coming out of the wood works.
What s wrong with kids today? They rebel, they lie, they steal, they cheat, fail school than turn it around and blame us for all their problems.
People say that this feeling is called heart broken, but ‘broken’ doesn’t really describe what I’m feeling at all. When you break something, like glass, I imagine it to shatter into smaller pieces. After impact, it’s all over and you’re left with fragments of what used to be whole just a few seconds ago. So what I’m feeling is not broken. My heart is still whole, even after everything. What I feel is more gradual, and I can feel it permeating through my veins. It’s like the setting of the sun, and you’re just sitting on the sidewalk watching the shadows elongate. It’s slow, but there’s nothing you can do to stop it. It’s like feeling every single grain of sand fall from an hourglass, until you have a pile that accumulates in the center of your chest. And this pile of sand is what makes my heart feel so full and heavy, not broken.
rinrinisnochubi (via wnq-writers)
Dead inside
Today I am going to pick up a book from a friend. I am hoping that this book helps to change my life and my world, as it has been upside done for to long. I often wonder where my life has taken me! Why did it lead me on this road of self destruction and into despair of just straight out living, yet I want to live. I want to be happy, I want sobriety (in all aspects) around me. Yet, I am not the addict, how does that happen? How does one become surrounded by negative people when one is/used to be positive? All the negative has taken over in my life and it is time for me to take it back. I believe in myself, for all the good and all the bad i have done, it is time to take control and really be dead inside or become alive!
