In general, i can endure a lot, but once it explodes i cant stop thinking about all the difficult times. So once it explodes i get shattered completely. Its hard to pick up the pieces once it is shattered.
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In general, i can endure a lot, but once it explodes i cant stop thinking about all the difficult times. So once it explodes i get shattered completely. Its hard to pick up the pieces once it is shattered.
I laughed my heart out secretly wishing it would wash away all my pains, because no matter how hard i tried i couldn't cry myself out.
I laughed my heart out secretly wishing it would wash away all my pains, because no matter how hard i tried i couldn't cry myself out.
Just because someone loves you doesnt mean you have the right to step on their pride.
Just because you love him doesn't mean he has the power to over rule you.
You are an individual .
You have to sometimes protect some pride and self respect for yourself so that people wont use you.
People won't control you.
People won't blame you.
I pray you never notice the grief hidden in my eyes since i will never have an answer to make you understand because you never understood.
Have you ever felt invisible?
Not being seen.
If yes, I'm sorry.
I know it too.
What it feels like to be invisible.
I know it too.
The pain of being invisible.
Not being noticed.
Ignored by most.
Recognised by very less.
Appreciated by none.
Just exisiting.
For an unknown reason.
~hemdui
I will wait for you.
Isn't that a beautiful word? Like someone comes and says to you, I can wait for you. Just let me know when you are ready. No matter how long you take, i can still wait for you. Because nothing else matters to me than to wait you. You make me complete. You are the answer for all my burning desires. You are the reason for the smile i wear. You are the reason for the sparkling passion in my eyes. You are the reason why i feel excited to wake every morning and move on. You, you are the reason why i am always energetic and positive. Because of you, i am me. Its because of you i am in love with me and my surroundings. There is nothing but positivity around me because you are there in the corner of my hearts. I do not care what people say to me, you make me believe in myself. Its because of you, why i smile to every people out there who hurts me with their harsh words. Because of you, i feel at ease. Because of you, i enjoy every sip of my morning coffee. Because of you, i enjoy every bite of food i take. Because of you, i my heart feels light. Because of you, i do not get annoyed when the wind blows away my scarf off my head. Because of you, i do not feel annoyed when the muddy water after rain spoils my shoes. Because of you, i am in love. I am in love with each and every thing in the world. You make me forget all the evil in the world. You make me believe that the earth is paradise because you make me believe everything is fine in here. You sparkle happiness in me eventhough when you're not around. You make my heartbeat race and make my heart feel at ease both at the same time. You awake each and every cells in me and make me feel alive. You are all i desire for. In this world and the hereafter. "You are the bane of my existence and the object of all my desires. And i love,love,love you."
What a beautiful story.
She was a venting machine to all. When the machine broke inside no one knew, cause she looked fine outside. People still vent to her. But she had no one to vent to. Somehow she kept breaking inside into pieces and pieces but no one cared to open her or to look after her if she was fine. They kept on venting. And she kept on breaking. And when she tried to make some noise to make them know that her inside was broken, people started complaining. They blamed her saying she was annoying and ungrateful. They blamed that the venting machine wasn't strong enough even when she heard all of their grievances and carried their stories with her own unfortunate stories. It is said that people hate the machine but when they get lonely and crave someone to talk to and listen to their troubles they come to the venting machine.
The venting machine never says anything back. Even Though it is broken inside, it is strong enough to show people that it looks fine outside. Yes. Even Though no one in the world acknowledges, the venting machine was very strong.
sometimes i think about how constellations are an entirely man-made construct and don’t actually exhist inherently in nature. i mean, the universe just gave us stars, and we saw art and myths and stories in them. the capacity that humans have for seeing purpose in the incidental makes me realize just how lonely we are on this planet, desperately searching for meaning elsewhere in the universe.
Somewhere in the middle, we already parted our ways. We just didn't notice.
Hello or bye,you are neither prepared to say both.
As i sit on the train window seat
moving in the opposite direction
I watch the sights going backwards
and rushing to fade away from my view.
And it reminded me of the days of old
which i didn't want to let go
and keep forever.
It flashed away so fast at a
lightning's speed.
Now i look back and weep at the good
old memories
Just because i couldn't hold them tight
and cherish them forever.
I weep because i couldn't make the
time stop so that one day,
I shall visit them and
once again relish the past anytime.
What an irony it is ;
the nature of human beings,
we refuse to move forward
and ignore the present.
We somehow end up looking backwards
and always try to get stuck in the past.
~hemdui
The ink and the nib
Today, as I sit down with my
pen and journal
I notice that the ink in the pen's nib
is taking its last breath
and joining the pages of my notebook.
I carefully hold the pen between my
fingers and notice the emptiness of the nib,
without the ink
dry and colorless;
I wonder how sadly they must have
departed their ways.
I wonder how painfully the
nib must have given away its last
drop of ink.
Unlike the nib, the ink's destination
is way more beautiful;
because it has landed on the page
of my journal
as words,
Words with life because I have written down my dreams and stories.
The ink must be happy to live in
someone else's words, written dreams;
But the emptiness of the nib is forever sad.
~hemdui
My brain can't fathom what the hate say.
I see the raindrops tapping on my window trickling like a child's tears.
I stick my hand out and feel the delicious breath of rain in the air.
You fall oh so gently,
Your rhythmic drop makes my heart flutter
and my heart foolishly falls for you.
I hope you know how beautiful you are
falling down like diamonds
and soothening the scars of my soul.
Its true that there is beauty in falling apart,
for i see the clouds breaking into tears in the form of raindrops.
Now i sit here quitely and is listening to your secrets as you tickle my inside waking the dead cells in me.
I again stretch my hand to catch you.
Let me hold you once,
Once before you leave again.
if someone asks me what i did this year i will scream my lungs out and run away to a forest
“There are so many things that I want you to know.”
— Unknown