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@allsortsofawkward-blog1
It disturbs me to learn I have hurt someone unintentionally. I want all my hurts to be intentional.
Margaret Atwood, Cat’s Eye (via wordsnquotes)
"It is the scorpion's nature to sting, human nature, to care. Why would I change my nature because of the scorpion's nature to sting?" "Nasasaktan ka kasi may kapasidad kang magmahal ng taos, lubos, at ubos."
someone sit with me on a rooftop at 2am and tell me your favorite songs and your family problems, and how you think the earth was made
Unknown, (via kushandwizdom)
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this would be lovely
And perhaps your heart is not really breaking; Perhaps you are experiencing growing pains. Perhaps what you feel is the way your budding heart is flourishing, amplifying, making room for all the love your future promises; making room for all the love you will have to house, to give and take. Perhaps a heart is elastic. Nectar child you are not made from cheap material, to be so easily torn.
B. Damani, Puberty (via wnq-writers)
She’s the girl who was never meant to be chased upon. Never the type to be pursued or to plan grand gestures for. Never the one to be swept of off her feet. No, she’s never the damsel in distress and will never be the one worth dying (or living for). She’s not somebody else’s best of the best. She’s not somebody’s greatest love. She’s the girl who’s never someone else’s person
She’s just somebody’s friend. She’s somebody’s partner. She’s always the one just in between. Just the girl everybody else settles for.
She’s the one to put the tallest, strongest walls. She’s the one who seemed so distant, never letting anyone take a peek at her deepest thoughts. She’s the one not letting anyone too close because at the end of the day, she’s the one most afraid that people will always leave and that she will always be her own person.
Nuisance
There are times that you would just feel very exhausted to always be at the receiving end of somebody else’s disappointments, issues, and annoyance.
Makes you ponder on how much you suck as a friend, as a co-worker, as a partner, as a family member, as a person, in general.
Makes you second guess everything that you love about yourself.
It makes you contemplate whether you would want to change yourself and your ways so as to not offend people around you or just detach yourself from the world and from everyone you care about.
Really, which would be easier? Changing to be a better rug or just wallow in your pain in silence until it all goes away?
Sometimes, the strongest among us are the ones who smile through silent pain, cry behind closed doors, and fight battles nobody knows about.
And it worries me how misunderstandings exist because people would rather have a hole in their heart than to talk their issues out.
Unknown, (via kushandwizdom)
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You cannot make everyone think and feel as deeply as you do. This is your tragedy. You understand them, and they do not understand you.
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The downside of always being the one to chase after people is that you often wonder... no, you will always, always wonder, at the back of your mind, if they’d ever feel that hole in their hearts when you, one day, don’t show up. If they’d ever feel that gaping void that can suck up their whole being when, out of the blue, you stop talking to them.
It will always be a fight between you and your selfish thoughts. You want to be mad yet you know what they’re going through and you understand. You want to stay away, yet you know, you will still try to reach out for them.
The downside of always being the one to chase after people is you always, always helplessly, just wait for them to come back.