Your fill of free verse poetry

Hey, Paul Czerwonka. I am still learning to love myself. Patience and determination are the best medicines. Stay awhile. Remind yourself that you are loved. Business Inquiries: [email protected]

[thepersonalwords]

“don’t think. It complicates things. just feel and if it feels like home follow its path.”

— R.M Drake, R.M Drake Collection

[faded-and-dreaming]

A few months ago
I started writing about you.
Perhaps it was a mistake,
Saving all these memories of you,
Of us.
All of our moments 
Held close between these words.
Each page a wondrous daydream. Every chapter filled with infatuation. I've read our story One too many times, And although it's real Within the pages, You'll never feel it Within your heart.


[faded-and-dreaming]

“I’m envious of your first lover. The one who touched your virgin skin. The one who was blessed with your innocent mind; when all you had to offer was your unconditional love. The kind of love that is without the hesitation caused by rejection.”

— 20/11/2018 (via @faded-and-dreaming)

[perrfectly]

We need stressful days in order to be happy. We need days when we get zero sleep and are working tirelessly on a deadline. Because if we didn’t, the lazy days wouldn’t feel good … We need to always be working towards something in order to feel useful and have a sense of purpose

Ryan O’Connell (via perrfectly)

[extramadness]

[closedforgoodbyelol]

[faded-and-dreaming-writing]

The depth of friendship I crave seems impossible.

24/11/2018 (via @faded-and-dreaming )

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[faded-and-dreaming]

I’m envious of your first lover. The one who touched your virgin skin. The one who was blessed with your innocent mind; when all you had to offer was your unconditional love. The kind of love that is without the hesitation caused by rejection.

20/11/2018 (via @faded-and-dreaming)

[thegoodvybe]

[introverted-machine]

Media: women need to speak out against abuse!

Kesha: I was raped

Amber Heard: I was abused 

Media: you’re both lying, gold digging whores 

[apersnicketylemon]

Media: We can’t understand why no one comes forward about being sexually assaulted!

11 Different women: I was sexually assaulted by that man

USA electorate:  *Makes him President*

[fallska-deactivated20221117]

[perrfectly]

Give people time. Give people space. Don’t beg anyone to stay. Let them roam. What’s meant for you will always be yours.

Reyna Biddy (via perrfectly)

[perrfectly]

Sensitive people are the most genuine and honest people you will ever meet. There is nothing they won’t tell you about themselves if they trust your kindness. However, the moment you betray them, reject them or devalue them, they become the worse type of person. Unfortunately, they end up hurting themselves in the long run. They don’t want to hurt other people. It is against their very nature. They want to make amends and undo the wrong they did. Their life is a wave of highs and lows. They live with guilt and constant pain over unresolved situations and misunderstandings. They are tortured souls that are not able to live with hatred or being hated. This type of person needs the most love anyone can give them because their soul has been constantly bruised by others. However, despite the tragedy of what they have to go through in life, they remain the most compassionate people worth knowing, and the ones that often become activists for the broken hearted, forgotten and the misunderstood. They are angels with broken wings that only fly when loved.

Shannon L. Alder (via perrfectly)

[faded-and-dreaming-writing]

“You’ll tell me that you care, To come join you and your friends. They’re nice people You say. I believe you, But when I say I cannot speak And I cannot think I truly mean I cannot speak And I cannot think. My mind is a blur Of mistakes And misfortunes. I have nothing good to say And no energy to be near You and your friends. They do not understand Neither do you Nor do I.”

— 28/07/2017 (via @faded-and-dreaming)

[thebestoftumbling]

Lesson for today… You can’t stay mad with squeaky shoes…