No one will know the violence it took to become this gentle.
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No one will know the violence it took to become this gentle.
No one will know the violence it took to become this gentle.
Kansas City, Kansas (1897), Henry Ossawa Tanner / Andrew Eldritch Is Moving Back to Leeds, The Mountain Goats
i admire people who couldāve turned cold after everything theyāve been through but still chose love anyway. thereās strength in that
I FEEL LIKE I DONāT KNOW WHO I AM ANYMORE. WHEN I WAS YOUNGER I IDENTIFIED MYSELF BY MY ANONYMITY. WHEN I LEFT THE PLANET I IDENTIFIED MYSELF AS A QUADRANT WORKER. WHEN I GOT OUT OF THAT SITUATION I IDENTIFIED AS A THRESHECUTIONER, A WORKING MAN, AN IMPLEMENT OF THE EMPIRE.Ā
THEN THE EMPIRE REJECTED ME AND I STARTED TRYING TO FIGURE OUT WHO I WAS WITHOUT IT. I FELT LIKE I WAS STARTING TO GET TO KNOW JUST WHO I ACTUALLY AM WHEN I WAS LIVING WITH LC AND SPENDING TIME WITH SAM AND FEN.Ā
NOW I FEEL LIKE IāVE FORGOTTEN WHO I AM BECAUSE IāM TOO FOCUSED ON WHO IāM SUPPOSED TO BE. IāM A REBEL AND THATāS ALL IāM SUPPOSED TO BE RIGHT NOW. I DONāT EVEN REMEMBER WHO I FELT LIKE WHEN I HAD THE FREEDOM TO CHOOSE.
Understand that even an āunderstanding heartā grows tired of being understanding and never understood.
WHY DO I ALWAYS FEEL LIKE IāM RUNNING FROM SOMETHING?
nobody expects you to be perfect, and neither should you. forgive yourself
IāVE MISSED SAM A FUCKING LOT. SO WHY AM I SO GODDAMN TERRIFIED OF GOING BACK TO SEE THEM AGAIN?
Sometimes you just gotta lie face down in a grassy meadow surrounded by butterflies and bunnies and let the sunās warmth heal the sadness in your heart and I think thatās valid
being mentally ill is weird, I can go through traumatic shit and maintain a poker face but then have a mental breakdown over losing a pen