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@moj0jom
having to come to terms with the fact that love is not an everlasting performance in which you attempt to retain the attention of your significant other but rather a release of control and putting faith into them and trusting them to choose to stay with you no matter what you have to offer
to love and be loved is to rest
Stationary
Monday - 07/21 at 3-5am.
It's been 3 years since my life went stationary.
No major news, no big surprises, no pivotal moment—just the same flow every day. A few highlights here and there, but they felt like nothing as they were all fleeting. I was happy; I felt contented. But as days went by, those feelings faded. All that was left were the memories. Memories that will haunt me for as long as I can remember.
I long for real and deep connection. My cup is already overflowing; I need someone else's to fill up. I am willing, but I don't think I am ready yet. Indecisiveness met perfectionism.
No amount of concealer can cover up how tired I am of my own thoughts.
being a hopeless romantic when society is fixated on hookup culture, “situationships” and emotional unavailability makes me feel like I'm in the bottom pits of hell. i yearn for pure romance. waiting for the fairytale I have always dreamed of to come true. but also thinking I won't be loved the way I love is a curse.
And if love ever finds me, may the universe let me meet someone who loves as deeply as I do. Someone who's constantly interested in the things going on in my life, someone who is kind, gentle, vocal, and devoted. Someone who will choose to stay, someone who feels like home and who also finds home in me.
when you find it, you won’t have to fight for a genuine connection. you won’t have to chase after it. you will both go to each other happily. it won’t be like the others. it will come with ease and not need to be forced.
I should be more active in this and write my blogs about life, work and love.
What do you usually do on weekends?
I think I need a sunrise,
I’m tired of the sunset…
Something chocolatey for this cold weather