I use your voice
As a melody
To ease my sorrow
Whenever it gets too much

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I use your voice
As a melody
To ease my sorrow
Whenever it gets too much
and here it goes,
your name,
always on replay,
forever an echo
just feels like forever
Even though it’s only been two weeks
I already miss you
I already need you back
if we don’t have trust we have nothing
YOU
It’s not about how many times he said “I love you”. It’s about how he acts around me. The way he looks at me. The way he desires me. The way he laughs with me.
Myself, a coffee addict.
I don’t know what I want and this is seriously killing me, maybe even worst than you do.
And if we’re together at the end, I would not want a sequel.
myself, a fucked up brain
The Struggle of the Youth
It seems to me, as if nowadays, the teenagers were creating their own struggles/ problems based on what type of music they listen to or what kind of movies they actually like to watch.
For instance, girls would be more tempted to dramatize over their boyfriend not texting them back in the following minutes after listening to some of the most depressing break-up songs than how our grandparents generation would have feel while waiting for a postcard or even a single phone call a week. Back then, people didn’t need a constant reminder that they were loved. However, now, our society is based on a real lack of self confidence which is created by the beauty standards created by the crazy amount of ads all around us, in magazines, in billboards, and those beauty standards are reinforced by the constant use of social media, such as Instagram and the crazy use of apps that modify one’s real appearance.
But there is not only one struggle, a new problem created by the youth is also emerging from the influence of music, and most importantly rap music. The lack of struggle itself.
For instance, French rap music focuses mostly on the use of drugs, on the act of selling drugs and on the money that you can gain at the end of the day. I’ve personally known a guy — my ex— who was born in a wealthy family, his parents were super present for him, always. But he still did and sell drugs. Why? Well even if he never told it clearly, I think that everyone who has known him for a bit of time could have blamed it in a way on his musical tastes. One day we had an argument and he simply told me that if he were to work a regular job such as a waiter in a restaurant for instance, well he wouldn’t be able to see me and that he wouldn’t have time for himself as well as he would not get as much money as he actually got by doing this “job”. That’s fucked up because those people are being sold a dream life that should not even be something to look up to, as if prison was an option in life? Well it isn’t. You shouldn’t aim to gain tons of money by risking your freedom just because some guys on a song said that it was cool.
I guess that there are more problems but those are the ones that we should be able to avoid if we paid less attentions to details or, if we only tried to live our life the way we wanted to, and not by basing ourselves on fake models.
Getting back with your ex ?
First of all, the question that you MUST ask yourself, is why? Why would you want to go back with someone you hurt/ or with someone who hurt you? Are you mad ?
Yes I know, it was good while it lasted, he/ she was the sweetest, super good-looking, pretty much great in bed.. wow was that all a dream? But why did your relationship ended ? Did he/she cheated ? Did you? Were you hurt by something they say ? And you want to go back to this? All the lying, the bad memories ?
The definition of a memory is “something remembered from the past” THE PAST. Behind you. So yes, perhaps you’re missing the way they used to touch you, kiss you, but seriously, is that worth being taken back to a time where you weren’t yourself anymore ? A time of despair ? Sadness ?
You have to move on, you can’t be constantly reminding yourself events that happened in the past, or you won’t be able to live the life you’re aiming to live. Your exes need to be a part of your story that you want to keep in your head, not in your bed.
C’est quand on commence à dire que les gens sont immortels que leur souvenir commence à se créer.
It’s not your friends, it’s how you act around them
As thin as the step between friendship and love can be, always remember that the line between love and hate is thiner.
myself, a fucked up brain
where there's no trust, there's no love.
myself, a fucked up brain
I hate it when ppl are on their phones doing things they could do when they’re alone when they’re hanging out with you lmao like hey I’m here bro
we fear burning in hell; Yet we lay under the sun, on a burning sand.
There were smiles in your direction, but your eyes were locked on the person next to you, and you whispered “i love you”
kiss him once or twice, let him be on his own one day or two, And see whether he’s still thinking of you.