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I help everyone and easier ways out are always harder That's philosophy
To what you said
It's nothing, But the pain in my stomach, Aching for you...
He might have been a plane disguised as a star, but because of him I fell in love with the skies.
A Man in a Hospital Bed
When I looked into his eyes, they were glazed over with sleep. He forever dreamt of long roads and blue skies, sitting in a van with us. He looked at us and realised it was a dream that he was not in, but he kept his dream going, through the hospital doors and into the world, where he had not been for so long. People came from the outside spreading rumours and telling of sweet things. Though nothing was as sweet as the tube the ran into his body, making him feel alive. Alive, what was that? Was it cancer? Was it not being with who you love? Was it lies? He said goodbye to everyone like he'd see them again and again. As they said goodbye, they pulled him in tight, knowing this may be the last.
A web of lies
I keep yelling to the world that I no longer love you at all that I don’t miss all your sweet words or all our late night talks but the nights are getting lonelier and I’m running out of places to hide I can’t accept the lies I can’t keep faking a smile And merely spitting out ” I’m fine”
You and I, There is nothing between us, Nothing other than air that surrounds us.
The moments start to wash awayThe ones that were so meaningless to you But were everything to me
Everything wasn’t anything
When the lights go down and everyones minds blow out i will be here sitting waiting wishing for you and for myself not just because i confuse every little thing you say but to unfuse our desires in our minds and our hearts
Ours was a different kind of love, like in your eyes with a million surprises there's no holding back when it comes to us but when i sit next to you when i hold your hand theres no one else i think about 'cause you were the one for me
The leaves slowly whither away until there is nothing left except the the lone branches that once held them
You were all I ever wanted, But you gave up, Always giving up, Too fast, Too slow. So living was all I had, Living life that wasn't properly filled, Never Satisfactory, Because you, You weren't in it.
Still writing about you feels like screaming into someone else’s abyss. A void that echoes back and back and back: I AM NOT YOURS.
excerpt from “37 Days” by Trista Mateer (via tristamateer)
maybe i want to be free, maybe i want to shout all my worries into the endless pit of oblivion, but i would only whisper to you, to comfort you, to hold you.
The time has ticked out, The road has begun to break, Everything is collapsing, My mind has exploded In a thousand different directions, I don't know where to go first. The world has forgotten its path, And lives are spilled across us, We not knowing where to hide, But hiding behind our hands, Things become dirty and sodden as this foul place washes away to nothing .
The rain has stopped falling, but I wish it wouldn't. I wish it would rain forever so maybe we could drown, having the waves that scream crash into you and i as the ocean takes us for its own. As every last ragged breath, is more delicate, more meaningful than the ones before. So maybe we'll think about life and it's meaning, so we can be thankful to everything thats happened to us. If it was the last day, if the rain began again and didn't stop, I know that maybe we'd retrace what happened last night, and all the other nights before that weren't perfect. When the rain starts pouring, your words will come running out and no matter the circumstances your voice will drown away, there'll be another day to say It's not the last, and I'm in love with you
That person who you just love and everybody knows, but nobody really knows, and despite all your daydreams you just know you will never have perfection like them. I'm kinda here to tell you, take the chance. Tell them. Becaue it's most likely that they feel the same...
I learnt something today: If you're not happy, change it. If you feel lonely, demand attention. If you are lost, ask for help. If you're not living your life to the fullest, making memories and being happy. Its just about asking someone to help you out. No matter how hard or embarrassing or emotional, it can only go up. We don't want you to lose yourself and we don't want to lose you. Because even when you think nobody cares, we will be here. If you're down the street and there is a train coming and you only need someones arms around you to stop yourself, ask a stranger. Tell them all your worries, and walk away like nothing has happened. Because it didn't, you have fought and you have shown everyone what a strong, independent person you are, and there is nobody like you. If someone is reading this, all I ask is if you want to talk, please talk to me. Or friends or family, because I've lost someone and a few times nearly lost myself, but just remember people care.