palindrome

If you feel you are in a black hole, dont worry, bec there's always a way to get out.

[anarchist-art]

[uhnsaids]

“the only person i was made to love is myself.”

— because no one deserves it more.

[thepowerwithin]

Why do you treat yourself any less than the beautiful, sacred being in which you are? Why do you question your value being as infinite as the stars?

Nicole Addison @thepowerwithin | Instagram

[kristensnotebook]

[meanwhilepoetry]

An interesting little fact:

Hot water will turn into ice

faster than cold water will.

And every survivor I have met is water-

we learn to adapt, force ourselves to fit into whatever life-vessel we are put in.

In other words, when our rage

is unheard, when our cries

dismissed, when they clamp

their hands around our mouths

to stop the truth of our trauma

from seeking justice,

let them watch,

let them see

as we quickly turn from water to ice,

a whole avalanche

advancing towards them

about to bury them alive.

Nikita Gill, Vote

[traumathoughts]

[tiredandunispired]

barely

[books-n-quotes]

“People were created to be loved. Things were created to be used. The reason why the world is in chaos is because things are being loved and people are being used.”

— Emmanuel Torres, Shapes of Silence

[creatingnikki]

“I’m tired of this life where you cannot be happy for too long because of others and you cannot be sad for too long because of others. So removing people from the equation altogether would make a lot of sense but it would remove sadness as well as happiness…it would take away any emotion humans are capable of feeling. And if everything is removed what is the point of this life? Not like with this constant back and forth between happiness and sadness there’s any point to life. But you have to live, they keep saying, so I’m trying.”

— I am trying

[epeo1atry]

“How can you say you love one person when there are ten thousand people in the world that you would love more if you ever met them? But you’ll never meet them. All right, so we do the best we can. Granted. But we must still realize that love is just the result of a chance encounter.”

— Charles Bukowski (via purplebuddhaquotes)

[books-n-quotes]

“When you have eliminated all which is impossible, then whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.”

— Arthur Conan Doyle, The Case-Book of Sherlock Holmes

[saying]

[cupxcoffee-blog]

I just dont know what my preferred time is 😂✌️

[misplacednotes]

“there are days i wake up dead on my tracks. all the weight gather to collapse on my chest. my flesh and bones feel devastatingly alien to me while my soul feels completely non existent⸺ zombie like. nothing brings me joy, not even writing. and, i question everything to only turn back to a blank canvas. it is a state of complete chaos but you are surrounded by deafening silence. it is painless but maddening.”

— being human on days you do not feel like one // @misplacednotes (via misplacednotes)

[creatingnikki]

“Sometimes I am a doormat but not because I am naive. It’s because I think the other person needs to step on me or else they will lose their balance and fall. I think I can endure it until they find solid ground and I do. But if they stand there lesuirely to clean theiry dirty, muddy shoes, then guess what? I am human and I am going to walk away. No, I won’t throw mud all overthem as pay back. I’d rather shower first. Wash myself off of their selfish aura. After which I don’t want to get my hands dirty and the truth is, I have much faith in karma. So I walk away but not with their footprints on my face…rather, my stride is more confident now, my feet are more firm.”

— I am a doormat 

[untilivelivedmylife]

Depression does not always mean

Beautiful girls with visible scars on their wrists. Depression does not always mean having a bad day at work.

Sometimes depression means not getting out of bed for three days in a row because your feet refuse to believe that they will not shatter upon impact on the floor.

Sometimes depression means that summoning the willpower to do the laundry and change your bed sheets is the most impressive thing you’ve accomplished all week.

Sometimes depression means lying there for hours, because you cannot convince your body that it is capable of movement.

Sometimes depression means not being able to write for days, weeks even because the only words you have to offer the world are;

“I’m trapped”

“I’m drowning”

“I swear to god I’m trying”

Sometimes depression means that every single bone in your body aches but you have to keep going through the motions because you cannot call into work with the excuse of depression.

Sometimes depression means ignoring every text and phone call for an entire month because yes, they have the right number but you are not the person they are looking for, not anymore.

[maxwelldpoetry]

“I don’t know what unnerves me more, the fact that you care or the fact that I do. My heart throws open its doors at the mention of your name in hopes that you’ll come through. I don’t have doubts when it comes to you – at least, I don’t have doubts about you. I doubt myself. I feel like one day, the Earth will make a full rotation without us speaking a word to each other, and somehow it will be my fault. I don’t know when the sand runs out, I don’t know when the alarm sounds, but somehow, this ends. I’ve been tired for a while, I’ve been sad for a while, I’ve been afraid of hoping for a while. If you asked where it hurt the most, I’d probably say my chest. The headaches are a close second, but the ripping feeling that ensues when I think about our ending surpasses them. I don’t know how to let this weight go. I don’t know how to break these chains. It only takes breaking once to know what pain is. It only takes one crack to know you never want to hurt again if you can avoid it, and my heart is riddled with them. It takes the second and third crack to learn that you can’t avoid it no matter how hard you try, but you try anyway. I smile to avoid making people uncomfortable. I laugh to curb the awkward silence that’ll fill the room if I don’t. I’ve grown tired of losing, I’ve grown tired of hoping, I’ve grown tired of feeling like I don’t fit the bill. This exhaustion doesn’t thin out with sleep. This darkness has sunk deep into the joints in-between my bones and I don’t know how to get it out. I don’t know how to get out of this rut. And this is the point where I’d usually say something about how I will, about how I’ll rise again and walk freely, but I don’t have that in me right now. Forgive me, I’m dampening the mood. At least, that’s what I want to say. I want to apologize for being this, for being me. Maybe I haven’t done anything wrong after all, but it all feels wrong tonight. I feel wrong tonight.”

— I’m wrong tonight. // Maxwell Diawuoh, Once A Day (05/01/2018)

[elementalalchemist-deactivated2]

Every time hide and seek is played, I am always the It. I seek for the love which always elude me, for the reassurance which always end up being temporary, and for the spark which will stay a little longer.

I found several but all of them were dolls of Doom. I try to be calm and cool, hoping for the best and at the same time praying for the pessimistic thoughts are just too strong to combat. I have no weapon but my belief that everything will end up okay.

And so I met you.

It wasn’t my intention to fall but Fate has something to say as usual. I was the It once again and I pursued you, taking the risks. My gamble finally paid off for the one I sought hid to the best of her abilities but she stayed. You stayed.

Every day I still feel the spark growing like the tulips you adore so much. I still fall for you each day. Your voice calms me like the art you create.

You ran.

I sought you out.

I found you.

Finally.

[emotionalwords]