A question popped in my mind.
What are we doing with ourselves?
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A question popped in my mind.
What are we doing with ourselves?
-astra
Damn your still on tumblr, Nice!
I like the silence here, different souls pouring out sentimentals without the unnecessary clamoring of what the world may think.
You never said goodbye, but you stopped showing up, and somehow, that hurt worse.
Juansen Dizon, i am the architect of my own destruction
It's already raining hard. I guess the heavens' felt sympathy and wanted to hide my tears.
In this loneliness. I wanted to scream. I needed to shout. But nothing will fix me better than being in your arms. Wrapped for embrace even suffocating is tolerable.
I can always tell, that I love physical touch. The hands holding, the fingers' crossing, arms brushing, hugs and kisses. More passionately, it all boil downs to sex. I always thought that being inlove with someone is always giving a piece of yourself.
Something that you can always offer, but the deep connection you seek, is also the one reason that can destroy you.
What if that is all that I am. What if that is the only thing that I can offer? Nothing else, but my body! - astra
I always wonder if there is a fraction of something in between reality and fantasy. Where all desires are seeked and unrestricted. - astra
“You can tell a lot about a person by the way they leave.”
— Nils Brandstädter | (Journals - How it ripped out my heart)
02/16
On this day, I come to realize my value as a person. Maybe. I am just someone that can be disregarded if no longer needed. Maybe. Is it the reason why I try so hard to stay in control most of the situations around me? Maybe. That's my only purpose?
I don't know, today I realize that I was a nuisance. A disturbance to someone's daily life. Or maybe I had become so dependent on that person that I can no longer see what I do without them.
Maybe, someone can enlighten me. Someone help me. I don't want to stay in the dark for too long. Save me from drowning.
Funny how fast the tide has change.
Our lives drifted away far beyond each other's shore.
Never setting foot on the island we once promise to stay.
I hope you live well.
With the dreams that you turn to reality.
Without me. Without us.
How to diminished the feelings of regret? Knowing that it should have been me. The life that he started should be with me.
The pain of knowing that regret.
Let it consume you.
Eyes never lie.
“I don’t think there’s anything sadder than when two people are meant to be together and something intervenes.”
— Walter Bishop
she said even if you had all the proof, you still wouldn’t believe me
because you don’t want to