Walk Around My Mind @nataliesmind - Tumblr Blog

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“I forgot to be motivated, I forgot the bigger picture, and I forgot myself in the process. But I’m back, and I’ll keep coming back, that is my struggle.”

— Mustafa Ayyash

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“Drunk text me. Text me when the music is loud and there are girls dancing around you and you’re not quite coherent and you’re not quite yourself. Drunk text me that you love me or that you miss me or that I’m on your mind. Let the alcohol tell me all the things you won’t say sober.”

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“The anguish that comes with falling in love and not being loved back becomes sort of addicting after a while, like cigarettes in the middle of the night. It’s like he has my heart in his hands and he’s slowly tearing it apart, gently, and all I want to do is watch and ask him for more.”

— One cigarette is now four and 3:35 in the morning is not meant for sleeping anymore. (Mariana Meyer)

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“Because we never stop loving silently those we once loved out loud.”

— Marina Abramović

I miss this. I miss having a space where I can feel like I can put my thoughts into the world and not feel like people I know are taking it as “me dropping a hint”. I used to use my tumblr as a visual journal where other people could describe what I was feeling whereas I couldn’t do that myself. (I still can’t.) But when I started being someone’s girlfriend for the first time in my life, I ended up abandoning this. And now after 2 years I realised it was because I had feelings I wanted to hide from this person. (Insecurities and many shit in the way.) I lost track of what I posted on purpose and what was posted automatic (I had an organising system where I would put posts I felt really important in the autopost with a really long future date - because I like so many posts) and with time I found my tumblr posting things automatically and it wasn’t reflecting my journaling feeling system anymore. But, I lost track of that. And I won’t delete anything. I’ll just start fresh from now.