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Fall apart Wake up Come back again
Fall apart Wake up Come back again
Fall apart Wake up
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Cycles
Fall apart Wake up Come back again
Fall apart Wake up Come back again
Fall apart Wake up
Trust?
You wonder why I question everything you do.
It’s how we were raised, taught in school: Make a hypothesis, question the theories.
Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise unless you can see the cold, hard facts.
You’ve worked so hard Now it’s the end But what comes next No one can pretend Luck is not on your side just hide
Growing Up
You’re young but old at the same time. You’re told you need to go towards a path that can sustain yourself, but you can’t find that path. No one told you it would be easy. No one told you it would be this hard either.
Nothing has prepared you for this.
Identity
“Run!” she said. So I ran past the trees and the birds I once loved. I skipped over the river my mother would bathe me in as a child. It only took a day to enter the city - the city of dreams.
I fell into the rhythm of the “real world” and looked towards the goals of those who were successful and ahead. They said I’d be happy here, but I had already forgotten what happy meant. My dreams were no longer my dreams; they were the dreams of my friends, teachers and acquaintances. Every moment had a deadline attached to monetary value. I was always reaching for something out of reach.Â
This is not how I imagined it would be when I listened to Her. Now I am lost.
I’ve lost my Identity.
When you’re gone for so long you forget what it’s like to be you. I used to write, but I don’t write anymore.
Hopeless
They all tell us to go straight They tell us our lives depend on it But we follow a crooked path To a distorted future
A Promise
You promised me "I'll catch you when you fall" I've fallen once, twice... Too many times to count.
You lied to me Left me on the ground I pick myself up Everytime
have fun in the bitter sun I hope the light blinds you
Conversation
You only write about Sad, What about Happy?
Emotions asked.
Can't you see? There is no Happy.
Life replied.
Sadness hits Like a thunderstorm
There is no warning Only stormy tears
Drowning
You can go I will just pretend my insecurities do not exisit tonight and drown in these tears
Iniquities
You list I listen With every hello, there is a stronger goodbye Where did all the innocence go
We kiss Fall into bed Do the unspeakable, then walk away Where did all the innocence go
No longer fun Almost a chore At first a complaint and now a fight Where did all the innocence go
I watch You fall Pushed into the abyss of the roaring sea Where did all the innocence go
I whisper A tear Only this time, there are no apologies Where did all the innocence goÂ
You lost me at the way you said hello.
No, You Did Not Fall In Love.
I contemplate
The Consequence
of actions
Reminisce
They say the past will never be forgotten. It is suspended in a time capsule, a picture, a memory. There is a story in every still moment. There is a moment in every minute. Time keeps our secrets safe.
Do you remember when nothing mattered? We didn't have a care in the world. Do you remember when friends were people you met up with everyday and not another face on Facebook. Remember the time we used to talk on the phone every night? The hardest question of all: Do you remember what happened?
They say a picture holds 1000 words. The candle light is slowly burning out. I sit here to reminisce.
Spare Me
I'm tired of hearing you tell me You know me It's a story I've heard too many times before
You hide from me Your lies Nothing will hurt me anymore
I want to believe I am strong But there is so much more to learnÂ