“I lost myself trying to please everyone else. Now I’m losing everyone while I’m finding myself.”
— Unknown
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“I lost myself trying to please everyone else. Now I’m losing everyone while I’m finding myself.”
— Unknown
Nights are for sadness and prayer. 🤲🏼
Oh Lord, write me what you think is good for me.
Dalam aku merasa hebat dalam mencatur jalan hidup aku, aku lupa perancangan Tuhan lebih sempurna.
by 大 犬 あ い
Kafka said “all the love in the world is useless when there is total lack of understanding” and I think more people need to understand that
the kind of love where you can work through difficulties and growing pains through communication and honesty and conscious effort to change and accept growth. the kind of love where you grow together and you feel completely wrapped up in certainty and safety and soft assurance. this love is healing and all encompassing and fulfilling without eclipsing the self, this love is home
“Saat kita diberi ujian, jangan hanya meminta kekuatan dan kemudahan saja, tapi mintalah juga petunjuk untuk melewati ujian itu dengan sebaik-baiknya.”
Taufik Aulia
“Pain is temporary. Quitting lasts forever.”
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“She tries her best, but it hurts her chest.”
— The 1975, “She Lays Down” (via thoughtkick)
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Mood.
My youth spent with works, betrayal, lying to myself, running for others’ dreams.
But, all I want is freedom of time of what I want to do, of what I want to speak out, of being heard of.
I have what I chase for now but I’m losing myself.
Am I letting go of myself?