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@mytwistedmind99
“Sometimes all you can do is lie in bed and hope to fall asleep before you fall apart.”
— William C. Hannan
How can I say everything I NEED to say without destroying everything I have?
Listen closely to the songs I play, because the lyrics speak the words I fail to say.
Unknown (via thoughtkick)
No idea.
How many times have we think about ourselves as “Useless”? How many times have we compared ourselves as someone less than everyone?
Compared... Such a shattering word. How much have you compared to someone more “beautiful” than you? What does compared really means? No one is more beautiful than you are, but, no one is uglier or imperfect. We are just different. It isn’t wrong to have brown eyes, it’s beautiful. It’s not wrong to have blue, or green or gray eyes, it’s beautiful. It not wrong to show your feelings, it’s also not wrong not showing them. Why do we compare to everything you do not have? Why do we compare ourselves to someone we aren’t. We have a perfect idea of perfection that we will never be able to reach it because, the kind of perfection we all want does not exist. No. You are not perfect. I am not perfect. No one is. And that IS NOT wrong. You know what is wrong? Comparing yourself. You know what is the most beautiful thing about you? That there is no one else like you. No one else thinks the way you do, no one feels the way you feel. A lot of people, if not most of them, of us, believe the same thing. We are not enough. I think the same thing about myself as well, I think about it all the time. It feels like sh*t. I do not want to feel this way, ever again. You are enough. I am enough. WE are enough. You do not have to prove yourself to anyone to prove otherwise. You do not have to compare anything to feel useful. Be yourself. And maybe, just maybe you will be able to feel finally free, you will be able to feel relief about you thoughts and your feelings. Let yourself feel.
.Moments.
It’s funny how moments can pass by so fast, so fast that you do not even see them coming and definitely you don’t even see them leaving. It’s funny how they can leave such a remarkable scar in you, even if that moment was like a shooting star, so bright and so beautiful... but everything was so damn fast that you are just waiting, looking up in the sky for another one to come, just so you can feel the same way again.
It’s weird how you suffer so much with a beautiful moment, not because it hurts, but because it will when it’s over. It’s weird how people are waiting for those moments to come instead of looking for one. It’s weird how moments can make you cry, smile, laugh, they can make you angry, all at the same time. It’s weird how people pray either to live another beautiful moment or to forget about a terrible one.
It’s amazing how our brain can only remember the bad ones. The good memories we have inside are like good people in the world. Just a few. I bet every single person can only remember no more than 20 good moments in their lives and I asure every single person can tell a 2 hours story about their bad ones. It’s so sad.
It’s sad how people can only remember what they want, instead of what really happened. It’s sad how people can always ask for more and more without being satisfied and not appreciate what they already got. It’s sad how people once they reach their goals they get bored and want more instead of enjoying the thing they just win.
I want you to do something, i want you to imagine one perfect moment you have lived, imagine that moment in your life that made you feel nothing but joy and happiness, the moment in your life that was perfect, either would be in the arms of a loved one, or with a friend, or your family, or alone, it doesn’t matter just picture that moment. Now, from that moment, what did you learn? People are used to learn from the mistakes, which isn’t wrong, but, they forget to learn from the good stuff as well. To be kind and honest with people, it doesn’t matter how bad they are. Moments makes you the person you’ve become, it’s up to you the ones that shapes who you are, the good ones or the bad ones.
choose wisely.
Her suffering was her armour. Gradually it became her skin. Then she could not take it off.
Jeanette Winterson, Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal? (via luthienne)
The truth is not always beautiful, nor beautiful words the truth.
(via poemswords)
Self-love
I’ve never understood the meaning, the real meaning of that word. Self-love.
A friend once told me that you could never love someone without loving yourself first, but I didn't understand it, because, back then I was so in love with a boy, I was so crazy about him that I couldn’t even see myself without loving him but I didn’t love myself, I didn’t like me, I would dare to say that I hated the person I was... So I said to her: Bullshit, I’ve never loved myself, but him... God, I love him so much that I forgot what hating myself felt like. She couldn’t say anything, dammit, she just stood there, thinking what she could say to me. But, she couldn’t. After that, I went with the boy I was in love with, we spend a lot of time together, we enjoyed us, we were happy, but we never said how in love we were about each other, we were always friends, just friends. I didn’t care tho, it was more than enough to me having him there, hear him laugh, tell him my adventures and hear him telling me his fights, his jokes. She was very wrong, of course it’s possible to love someone without loving yourself, and then something happened, something I didn’t see coming.
He left
He left, and he took every piece of love I had left with him, so I waited, I waited for him to came back, but he never did, he got a girlfriend, he moved on. So it was my turn. Then I understood... I finally after all these years I understood the importance of self-love. I was right, but so was she. You CAN love someone without loving yourself first... hell, you can love someone without loving yourself at all, but, what is going to happen when that person leaves? You are the person that you are going to spend the rest of your life with. YOU. So, if you don’t love yourself, if you don’t appreciate the person that you are, are you willing to hate yourself waiting for someone so you can finally feel loved? What would happen when you are alone? You won’t enjoy time? You won’t enjoy yourself? You can love someone without loving yourself, but if you don’t love yourself, then there is no point of loving someone else, and then, you will be miserable. That is the meaning of “Self-Love”.
“Time is tricky. You have whole months, even years, when nothing changes a speck, when you don’t go anywhere or do anything or think one new thought. And then you can get hit with a day, or an hour, or a half a second when so much happens it’s almost like you got born all over again into some brand-new person you for damn sure never expected to meet.”
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Perfection...
What does be perfect means? Im gonna give you the definition of perfect:
- you cannot speak your mind, because for everyone (or at least most of people) you will be wrong.
- you need to have the perfect body, no stretch marks, no acne, no eye bags, no excessive make up, no messy hair.
-you need to know everything, so when people ask you something you can reply wisely, but, if you ever say something when no one asked you, then you are a know it all, so you just have to speak when people ask you to
- You can’t make a mistake... since you are “perfect” when you make one single mistake, everyone notice it, and all your work, everything you have been working on goes to hell, suddenly you are the worst person the world will ever have, suddenly your friends, family and people around you start telling you: you disappointed me... I wasn’t expecting that from you... you don’t even care, do you? (And deep inside you, you scream: YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH I CARE) but you don’t answer, because you are not supposed to.
That’s the price of being perfect, you will be perfect for everyone, but your life... your life will be everything but perfect, your life will be living hell, and it has to stop.
We need to understand that, the way we are is already the most perfect thing in this world, we need to know that, no matter what we do, no matter they way we think, or the way we look WE ARE ALREADY PERFECT, at least for ourselves and our love ones, if people doesn’t agree with it, fine, let them try to ripped you apart, they won’t make it, no if you don’t let them. WHO in this world cares about stretch marks? Or acne? What if you have an opinion no one agrees with? just say it, and say it loud. Being the way you are WILL make you PERFECT.
Think about it.