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Sometimes i just hate myself, for providing with such an understanding and healthy enviroment that my art canβt thrive.
Sometimes i just hate myself for being such an adult and actually trying to work trough my issues, instead just putting them in a glass jar for the world to see or hear it.
Sometimes i hate myself over healthy things, because i know thatβs the way how i am supposed to work, but i donβt want to.
I want my chaos, the fire back.
My inspiration, all my writings, the music which felt the most natural thing to bottle up emotions in.
And now, i am sitting here with a full heart, clean mind, stable feelings, and suddenly, i long for the comfort of chaos.
Not because thatβs what i knew, but because chaos meant that i can create something beautiful out of scratch.
That i can make something, which canβt be done once again, and itβs uniquely mine.
Chaos and fire is not everything, but itβs elemental, and we need it 90% of the times.
We never realize that, until we lose the capability to create something out of nothing.
I feel lighter, yet itβs not comfortable.
I donβt think humans should be this light.
Almost like a floating state.
Nothing too heavy to worry about, yet longing for it so desperately that we grab every chance we can to have that feeling again.
Yet here we stand, almost grown up, fueled by peace and still feel uncomfortable.
And thatβs the most excrusiating feeling of all.
Alice Notley, from In the Pines
[Text ID: βI will search for you across heaven,β]
having a βfavorite personβ is so glorified and sounds lovely until you uncover the horrendous attachment issues and instability
i wish people could understand how painful of a curse it is
natasha trethewey
nobody talks about the fact that you can have all this crazy shit in your head, and want to open up and talk about your feelings but no matter what, you just can't make out the right words and properly put your thoughts and emotions into words
lucille clifton
I feel so alone all the time and it's so tiring
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By Bao Tran Trung
Ha ki mondanΓ‘m azt amit Γ©rzek vagy gondolok mΓ‘r rΓ©g nem beszΓ©lne velem senki.
β(β¦) soon itβll be spring, and everything will look different then, (β¦)β
β Sarah Waters, from The Little Stranger
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So much time has gone by, I didnβt know how much I would change