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they don't want you to know this but being weird and staying silly really helps you feel young forever
āNever tell a child āyou have a soul.ā Teach him, you are a soul; you have a body.ā
ā George MacDonald
āI lost myself trying to please everyone else. Now Iām losing everyone while Iām finding myself.ā
ā Unknown
Orpheus tries to hold on to Eurydice
.c. 1791
Artist : FranƧois GƩrard (1770-1837)
āThe fruit was never an appleā
Max Svabinsky, (1873-1962)
āIn Paradiseā circa 1918
Why do I feel so pathetic for overthinking things that are already out of my control?
At night life feels more melancholic, a little more more like a sad book, those books were the author write life as the day will never rise again and the lovers will be forever night lovers. Those books where the rain smells through your nose while you read, because your soul is actually for now long, part of this imaginary story. When you raise you eyes and see that it is not real, you just look right at the sky and let it go a deep and melancholic breath thinking āwhy I donāt feel like I belong hereā, and the moon answers you ānight lovers are actually fallen stars from another dimensionā and you realize that it is just about time to start to fall back again to another dimension and start a new love journey.
mfs will be like āI love the night :)ā and then experience unliveable mental anguish the entire time
āBeing listened to and heard is one of the greatest desires of the human heart. And those who learn to listen are the most loved and respected.ā
ā Unknown
This time I'll fill my apartment with furniture and books and wine glasses. I'll buy fresh flowers weekly and cook only breakfast and on the weekends. I'll go for walks and wake up and mediate in the am. I'll put on soft music after lunch and nap. I'll buy that ice sphere mold for my iced coffee and marble coasters and a full length mirror. I'll lie on the floor and have the sun shine on me. I'll lie on my stomach and read and annotate books for new friends. This time when my friend comes down to the city, I'll invite her over. I'll cook her a home cooked meal the way she did for me in a city I was struggling to feel at home. This time I will not deny myself of basic necessities and even luxuries because why else do I subscribe to the nine to five rat race but to also benefit from capitalism. In whatever marginal way I can. This time I will buy an oven and go to the cake materials store and buy everything I need to make cakes and brownies and bread. I will allow myself to fail at the first and second and even third attempt. This time I will have a bed and a bedside table. This time I will make nooks and corners. This time I will buy a rug. This time I will decide to stay. This time I will not fear uncertainty. This time I will make a writing space for myself. I will fix my typewriter. I will go for ukulele lessons. I will find a pool and a park and a pizza place. I will step out. This time I will rely on myself while building a support circle to also reach out to. This time I will not cry alone. This time I will not make love with my misery. I will not marinate in my intrusive thoughts. This time I will allow home to hold space for me. For those I love. For those I want to get to know. This time I will make it mine.
I think people underestimate the luxury it is to live alone and be able to cry whenever you want, then go outside, buy a sweater, come home, drink tea, bookbind something you've read on the internet, do your nails, laugh at a show, use a 6 seat-table all for yourself and your 2500 pieces puzzle, eat nothing at all or everything on sight, listen to your podcast on your sound system, and just emote whatever you want to emote without anyone ever asking "are you okay?"
Maybe I'm crying, maybe I'm laughing, and no one needs to know about it, I'm just humaning and I don't actually want to discuss it and I don't ??? have to??? because living alone is so luxurious 10/10 highly recommend.
āI didnāt lose you, you lost me.ā
ā Unknown
āI didnāt lose you, you lost me.ā
ā Unknown
āThey promise me the world will keep on spinning without you, but honestly, that is what worries me most.ā
ā Beau Taplin
āLove never dies of a natural death. It dies because we donāt know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness, errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds. It dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings, but never of a natural death.ā
ā Anais Nin