Sometimes you fail. That’s okay. Sometimes you fail A LOT. That’s okay too. It only matters how you redirect and use that energy to catapult you
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Sometimes you fail. That’s okay. Sometimes you fail A LOT. That’s okay too. It only matters how you redirect and use that energy to catapult you
A thought creeps in:
Maybe if I took myself to the other side of the country the loneliness would make sense.
Let fear go
Enjoy when things are good
Trust me
You are better off never having fallen because when you do it takes some parts of you away
Straight Laced Relationships
I used to like ambiguity, but I don’t think it works for me anymore. 2019 is about clarity
For 2019, FUCK anxiety. Sorry for poor choice of word, but I don’t know how to put it any other way right now
She wants to talk about all these things and yet they just cause me to grief
The only love I’ve ever know has always had a touch of anguish
Deep breaths *in and out*
I’m being forced to grow in a rather unnatural way
Stuck between trying to figure when we’ve gone too far... can we legitimize the craziness in our head? Or do we sweep it under a rug? never to be found, yet you can still see that there is something underneath that doesn’t belong
I am afraid of being alone, but I’m also afraid of not being alone
You won’t look the prettiest drenched in sweat, but in the long run it will be worth it
I find all of it unsatifsying. Tragically recognizing that void within me can never be filled by the possession of one more thing I want. Only God can satisfy. Yet I still doubt because sometimes being in his presence feels just as cold if not lonelier
I write it down. I erase it. I write it down again. I look at it then I dismiss it. I should share, but what good is it if I’m losing my power along the way
I am patient with strangers
My biggest regret is always not having loved and lived with the people who did the same for me