When is the flaw worth walking away for, and when does noticing every flaw keep you from ever saying yes?
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When is the flaw worth walking away for, and when does noticing every flaw keep you from ever saying yes?
i need my space unless you’re the right person then don’t go anywhere.
Why does it feel like an earthquake typing a goodbye as if the night gonna tear us apart ...
~ Mery
The Curse of a Feeler
What is it with those who have strong feelings?
Who feel things intensely
Who reach the top of joy
And the bottom of grief.
Those who love deeply and hate terribly.
What makes a person a feeler
Is the way they create directions for their feelings.
They can go for love,
And with a finger's click, become haters.
They fear their emotions
Because they know they cannot measure them,
Cannot stop them,
Cannot ignore them.
We are driven by our hearts,
Even when the beat is too loud.
~ Mery
“It’s amusing how some people think they can weaponise your flaws for their own benefit.”
i hope future me is happy
Funny
margaret, lana del rey ft. bleachers
When it's too late
I think death wants my dreams more than life
Miserable...
"You don't look like an angry person."
They said...
- That was just the bare surface of my emotions.
I’ve learned something about language, not from books, but from watching people speak.
A word can fall, break, twist itself in the wrong direction…
and still, the meaning survives.
It always survives.
Mistakes don’t silence a message.
What silences it is the person who stops you mid-breath just to fix the shape of your sentence.
As if the form mattered more than the feeling.
As if communication were a mirror, not a bridge.
I’ve watched people speak with fear in their throat
their thoughts rushing forward while their tongue keeps looking for permission.
They speak, then slow down.
Speak, then correct.
Not because they doubt themselves,
but because someone is measuring their words like fabric, checking for wrinkles.
But with the right people, the soft ones, the safe ones
a person speaks differently.
Fluency returns.
The mind stops whispering instructions.
Mistakes appear, and no one flinches.
No one holds them against you.
No one turns your sentence into a lesson.
people make mistakes in front of those they trust.
They trip over grammar the same way they stumble over emotions
only when they feel safe enough to let the truth come out raw, unpolished, real.
Some listen for meaning.
Others listen for flaws.
And that difference says more about them
than it does about your words.
~ Mery
Once a human gets a sip of what they want, just a tiny taste, like the first sip of coffee, everything changes. That fleeting flavor is enough to convince them that nothing and no one can prove them wrong.
No one is born knowing who they are or what they want from this life. We learn through experiences, the sweet ones that feel like light, and the terrible ones that carve us open. We meet people, those who truly like us, and those who only pretend to, at least for a moment. And then there are our thoughts, the most dangerous enemy of all.
Imagine being trapped inside a memory that once felt like everything you ever wished for, a memory you held so tightly that you built a whole world around it. And then, one day, you discover it never existed. It was never real, never seen, never introduced to this world. What a quiet, cruel disappointment.
Maybe it could be continued...
~ Mery
Out of fear
you rush to fix a mistake
but you find yourself creating another
Living in the fantasy of hope
drowning in the reality of guilt
~ Mery
What last words do you choose to say when there are actually hundreds ?
In a sudden moment when every sound fell quiet
when the world held its breath
I felt emptiness rise inside me like a slow, cold wave
It started in my chest
then spread to my arms, my legs, my face
as if something was gently taking pieces of me away
one by one
The silence was not peaceful
It was the kind of silence that scares you
the kind that makes you feel
as if you are standing alone in a huge, dark field
with no one around to call your name
My teeth began to click
small, frightened knocks
like I was trapped in the middle of a winter storm
with no coat, no shelter
nothing to hold on to
A deep cold wrapped itself around my bones
a cold that did not come from the air
but from fear itself
My breath suddenly felt too heavy
Each time I tried to pull air in
it stopped halfway
like something inside me was closing the door
My throat tightened until even swallowing felt painful
and my chest rose too fast
as if my heart was trying to escape
before I could understand what was happening
My eyes fixed on one small object
the only thing that stayed still
the only thing that didn’t threaten to disappear
Everything else around it
faded into a dark blur
as if the room was sinking into night
even though the lights were still on
In that moment, I asked myself again
if this was only an earthquake
or if the world was finally breaking open beneath me
It felt like the earth was folding in on itself
closing up like a book reaching its last page
and I was standing right on the crease
where everything meets its end
I imagined the burning center of the earth
rising closer and closer
like a heart that had been hidden for too long
finally pushing upward in anger
I felt its heat in my mind
a fierce, ancient heat
and it echoed inside me
like a voice carried by a violent wind
And I stood there frozen
caught between the shaking earth
and the shaking inside me
waiting to know
if this moment was just fear
or the last moment I would ever feel
The silence stayed longer than it should have
And even after the earth stopped moving
the emptiness did not
It stayed inside me
quiet, cold,
and painfully alive.
~ Mery
when Clementine Von Radics said "I am afraid I will love you forever and we will never be in the same room again." and when Lemony Snicket said “I will love you if I never see you again, And I will love you if I see you every Tuesday.”
A part of me is missing
She looked at her and said:
"I think I saw you before, I remember...
Beautiful faces."
Mrs. L.A