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forgive the version of you that didn’t know any better
forgive the version of yourself that knew better but did it anyway. forgive every version of yourself. we are constantly learning from our mistakes.
forgive the version of you that didn’t know what to do and could not have foreseen what the right choice was, if there even was one. forgive the version of you that made a choice and regretted it.
Manipulation is when they disturb your peace, provoke you, trigger your mental health, and then blame you for your negative reactions.
eyes closed I can move fast
eyes closed I can travel anywhere
eyes closed I will go to my place that soothes my mind
no one ever told me i would spend so many nights forgiving people who didn't even apologize.
To be burned by the wild fire of a love unrequited is a heaven burning in the flames of hell.
e.v.e.
today, i woke up with that intense familiar feeling of lonesome. even after seven hours of a (somewhat) peaceful rest, i still felt jaded. i sat there on my bed for much longer than i can recall, staring up at the roof and wondering why all my friends are missing —even though it was i who drove them away. i wondered why i sometimes find a strong sense of comfort in my sadness. i wondered why my relationship with my father isn’t normal like other people. i wondered why my kind of ‘depressed’ isn’t like other people’s kind of ‘depressed’. eventually, i stood up, rolled a joint, sat in front of my cracked open window and smoked away all of the unnecessary thoughts. i smoked away the pain, smoked away the sorrow. i smoked away all of the lingering negativity that invades my view on life.
the cycle repeats.
“It was a privilege to love you, and it was a privilege to let you go. Both helped shape me into the person I have become.”
— Beau Taplin
“First love does not mean best love. And best friends may not mean best friends forever. But they both mean at some point, somewhere, someone did care. And their memories still there.”
— Crywank - Welcome To Castle Irwell
