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[ ] I find myself robbed of who I am little by little.

Depressions of the soul

My sweetest friend,

Life has never handed you lemons.

It threw them at you.

And instead of slicing them in half and squeezing them, you chose your own way of coping.

You picked them up, measured and weighted them. Then placed them gently in different boxes labeled with the year, season, size, weight, squishiness, shade of yellow, the size of bruise they left when they hit you and how they made you feel.

You hoard an infinite amount of lemons which you carry around. Meanwhile, everyone else is enjoying their lemonade, squeezing lemons in someone else's face, picking them up and throwing them back or even shoving them to the side.

And just like you, this piece does not have a resolve.

#when life gives you lemons #lemons #amateur writer

I wonder how you walk the earth with a soul this bruised and battered. I see you stand tall with the brightest smile and eyes that scream "believe me, I am happy" from the depths of your being.

And maybe I would believe you... had it not been for the dark traces under your eyes. For the sighs let out when your thoughts wander on rooftops. Or for the overwhelming sense of despair I feel when you forget to pretend. And I would ask but I'm afraid you'll crumble and nothing will be left of you.

veronicasoul-deactivated2023102

URGENT: help biscuit with vet bills!

from my gofundme: Biscuit is an adorable stray pup I picked up in 2017. He is the sweetest, most lovable puppy you’ll ever meet. He loves running around our local dog park and making new friends. He and my daughter and grandma are the reasons I survived 2020. I’m torn up because last week he was diagnosed with heartworms and I can’t afford his treatment and medication. The vet had me giving him some pills, which ended up making his liver enzymes high, so we had to give him more pills to bring the enzymes down. While I have a job (which helps pay for my daughter’s need + household items + gas ), any little bit would help me out here. I’m doing this as a last resort because I love my dog and I don’t want to see him suffer prematurely.

I’ve asked my friends and family for help. They have given what they can but I’m still coming up quite short. I’m asking if you guys could spare some pocket change here and there to possibly help Biscuit out, Thank you so much. PLEASE SHARE EVEN IF YOU CAN’T DONATE❤️ $0.00/$1200

GOFUNDME

PAYPAL

veronicasoul-deactivated2023102

oh my gosh thank y’all so much for sharing. no donations so far. keep in mind that even $1’s and $5’s are welcome right now. every bit counts toward biscuit’s bills and health and i am so grateful. ty all ❤️❤️

veronicasoul-deactivated2023102

$200/$1200!!!!

one-time-i-dreamt

please boost and donate if you can!

jb-blunk

in this terrifying world you continuously have the power to offer someone else a little relief . why would you withhold that. do you remember what a little relief feels like? it feels like a lot

dadsgarage

A little goes a long way

youwillache

#onewithnature

#netherlands #aesthetic #sunset #rotterdam #cityscape

lesbiantiana

this pandemic has been especially hard for us soft-spoken bitches 😔 no one can hear us through our mask

dadsgarage

Never rebloged something faster in my LIFE

vintagehomecollection

The range hood and other details - such as the cupboard handles - are treated with extreme reserve, in keeping with the elegantly muted color scheme.

Rooms by Design, 1989

Later in life, when the images of your memories lay at your fingertips, you’ll look back on the day when the winter sun was knocking on your window and the smell of freshly brewed coffee took over your entire kitchen. Half a day already wasted to sleep, we were planning out the day, here and there laughing at silly inside jokes now I can’t even remember. I reduced you to a number and locked you in my heart, afraid to face the truth of a daydream. You are gone and so am I, we were left at your kitchen table.

#trashwriting