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“We’re the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our Great War’s a spiritual war… our Great Depression is our lives. We’ve all been raised on television to believe that one day we’d all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won’t. And we’re slowly learning that fact. And we’re very, very pissed off.”
— Chuck Palahniuk, Fight Club (via wordsnquotes)
What does it mean when you have a small argument with someone, but it feels like your whole heart is being ripped out of your chest?
Every word read.
Every sound spoken.
Every look casted.
It all leaves my heart dropping and wanting to escape my chest.
To separate from the pain my brain is processing.
In hopes that I can at least stay strong by not feeling it.
However I know how hopeless I could be without emotions.
I wish I could at least tell.
If this is what love feels like.
🍃E.M.🌿
I always thought that by staying busy I won't have time to be sad. The actual truth is that I've kept myself busy to find the things that make me happy, and I end up surpassing all the sadness. How are you finding your happiness?
🍃E.M.🌿
If you're having to sneak around
To find all the things you need,
Refresh and dress quietly,
Open and shut doors softly,
And turn off your headlights to leave the house,
Then you're probably doing something you shouldn't be.
🍃E.M.🌿
I'm the type of woman that men show off to their mommas.
Telling them that they'll marry me some day,
And we'll have kids together.
Why don't you also tell her the reason we will end some day,
And how the sun will set on your fantasy.
That you don't treat me right,
Because to you I'm just a trophy wife.
So easy to use,
Not anymore you brute.
🍃E.M.🌿
I love living in dream so much that i started hating reality.
Everytime someone looks at you
And you happen to make eye contact
Smile
A small one
A wide one
A kind one
A soft one
Just smile
So it can burn bright
Throughout the day
Just for that one person
Who thought simply looking at you
Would be enough
To lighten their day
🍃E.M.🌿
“The loneliest people are the kindest. The saddest people smile the brightest. The most damaged people are the wisest. All because they do not wish to see anyone else suffer the way they do.”
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I cover my face with blanket and pretend to sleep so my mom can’t talk to me but she stays on door for minutes watching, which really suffocates me physically and emotionally .
I used to love this feeling, because it made me feel like I was important. Only to realize my mother stood there hoping I wasn't breathing anymore.
🍃E.M.🌿
I often wonder
When I meet someone online
How do they look?
How do they sound?
How do they smile?
How do they frown?
Did that text really make them laugh?
Or are they straight faced and still down?
Do they wonder all the same things about me?
Are we both loud?
🍃E.M.🌿
When you go to buy a house you say
This is where I want to die.
When you go to find your lover you say
You are the one I want to die for.
🍃E.M.🌿
People are only dedicated to move when they're questioned and embarrassed in front of the people who could ruin their lives.
🍃E.M.🌿
“I believe a strong woman may be stronger than a man, particularly if she happens to have love in her heart. I guess a loving woman is indestructible.”
—
John Steinbeck
Precious breath is wasted
In an unbreathable room.
Peaceful night's are unslept
In the cold tiled room.
Discomfort is comfort
In this broken down room.
Unlike the warm sun through the locked door
Which has become distant
Untouched in this window covered room.
🍃E.M.🌿
“You are so brave and quiet I forget you are suffering.”
— Ernest Hemingway
Scars
The physical ones have gallant stories,
While the mental ones are supposedly imaginary.
People wouldn't know,
That when they touch me,
They send signals to my brain
That triggers that pain.
It leaves my head pounding,
Aching and reminiscing
On the past events that caused the inflicting.
The physical ones always tell the story,
But the mental ones tell the hurting.
🍃E.M.🌿
Even as I lay here
Teary eyed
And soaked in fear
Simply talking to you
Makes all that
Weary
Dreary
Uneasiness
Disappear
🍃E.M.🌿
