“There’s always a little truth behind “just kidding”, a little knowledge behind “I don’t know”, a little emotion behind “I don’t care”, and a little pain behind “It’s okay”.”
— Unknown
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“There’s always a little truth behind “just kidding”, a little knowledge behind “I don’t know”, a little emotion behind “I don’t care”, and a little pain behind “It’s okay”.”
— Unknown
I need a day between every day to recover from the day before
So Moonvale, huh? That was an interesting episode...
Btw I'm sure gaming hangover is a thing. I most definitely have a hangover from yesterday.
A message for weary, for the tired and confused. A message for the angry, the lost and the abused.
When asking the world why, remember that the answer will not descend from an angel shining devine in the sky. It will not find you with a cure to your ails, it will not pat you on the back and reverse all your fails.
The answer is in the suffering itself , when hopes and dreams are pushed to the darkest corner, the furthest shelf. I don't mean to glamourise pain. It's bloody, its sharp, it sits with you, cold and dark, it finds a way to leave a mark usually right in your heart. It grows around every aspect of your life. It's a doubled edge knife.
But life isn't consistent, it swings to each extreme. With the harshest lesson one day come rewards. And yes the wounds will linger and yes so will the aches, rewards don't always mean multiple retakes on our worst mistakes.
Sitting with your pain is another. Its waiting to smother it and carry it towards a new height. The eventually will be here eventually, remember that life isn't always conventionally consistent. But the swinging pendulum of it is quite insistent.
One day you will sit with your pain and it will not be the centre of your mass, but a small ball orbiting. One day you will make peace with it or find it's left you completely. you will not hurt forever. Life is insistant on the fact. So remember, don't abandon your heart with the blood and the stress. Don't think your hopes are anything less.
I just want to give love and learn how to recieve love, without shying away from it. I just want to give compliments and recieve compliments, without responding with a negative countered comment to disagree. I just want to have a conversation with a person and share my heart, without downplaying my quirks, diminishing my light, and hiding my powerful flame that lingers for my passions...so, I don't make anyone else uncomfortable. I just want to be me. The real, the amazing, me.
"You have to choose a subject" but what if i wanna be an author, poet, dancer , philosopher, academic researcher, hiker, historian, movie producer, photographer, essay writer, fisherman, interior designer, stuntman, wrestler, cult icon, biker, unknown painter who lives in secret mysterious vigilante who lives in the shadows, and unrefined nonhuman perception that changes with the seasons all in my one little life and have my own little infinity amongst all these big infinities WHAT IF?
Me coming back from the dead after seeing the release date🥰:
I can't wait 😍😍😍
“Only those who care about you, can hear you when you’re quiet.”
— lieinlove
The new year feels like a broken clock that speeds up when you want the world to slow down. It doesn't care how heavy your heart is or how you fail to catch the light with your flimsy hands, it just approaches whether you're ready or not.
It spins forward and we spin with it and it sometimes feels a little unnerving, how evrything keeps moving while you’re standing there counting how many breaths you have left. But it's also comforting, It’s like a little nudge saying hey by the way, you can hit reset whenever you want. and you can, there's no universal default start date, your beginning can be when ever you want it to be. Maybe your new year starts when the winter months are long gone and the flowers are in bloom, maybe you begin when the sun baths the ground with new life and the glow of it all makes everything feel easier.
Maybe this year you don't think about beginnings or endings but just let yourself enjoy the middle. Time doesn't care when you start or how, it will push you along regardless. This year will be what it'll be, things from the last year will be carried along and some left behind, we just have to have hope that it'll kind.
“Deep conversations with the right people are priceless.”
— Unknown
I've always been comfortable alone. Too comfortable. I'm afraid one day I'll find that the comfort, the years alone scrolling on my phone was slowing rotting me from the inside the whole time. I'll be left with a hollow centre and an empty life. If anything I need to be reminded to be present, to be pushed and pulled into things, otherwise I just wouldn't feel the urge to bother. I need to need people, need to experience the world, because the fact that I don't will leave me unhappy in the end. I just need to practice leaving my house. Or my bed.
the only consistent thing in my life is my attachment to fictional characters and my inability to finish anything.
Dear 2025.
I write this in November 2024, but I know it will find it's way to you in no time at all, you have been approaching faster than I can keep up with.
I ask that you will take it easy and slow, I ask that you let me settle in before 2026 makes their way in. I know you can't control what the people do, but I ask you make the bad days soft, give us only a few.
Sincerely a hopeful heart.
born to be an abstract concept, forced to be a percievable entity
Cry as much as you need to. Those tears will water the seeds planted in you since the beginning. Then, they'll begin to take root, grow forth, and blossom something beautiful out of your painful transitions. So, be patient with yourself and your process. Every season is worth it, love.