just walked by a kid that was pretending to be the leaves every time he stepped on them as he was walking and just kept saying "ow! ow! ow! ow! ow!"
he knows their pain but yet he steps
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just walked by a kid that was pretending to be the leaves every time he stepped on them as he was walking and just kept saying "ow! ow! ow! ow! ow!"
he knows their pain but yet he steps
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i am the person i am today because of the experiences i had stanning 1D in my twenties. those formative years were shaped by the the memories and connections i made, people i met on and offline, the learning and self discovery i endured while loving them, their music, their bond—so much of it was through those boys.
liam was integral to that entire journey and always will be. that chapter in a lot of our lives may or may not have closed, but it is something that will continue to be carried with us as we keep growing older together because there was just nothing else like them. everything about them was so special. despite everything.
i cherish so much about that time in my life, about his contributions to it, his legacy as an artist. it feels like such a massive waste. liam was immensely talented and i only wish he had gotten the help he needed in order for people to keep seeing that. he deserved to get better as much as the people he hurt deserved to speak up.
let this be a lesson to hold onto one another, check on people you love, get help if you know you need it. hold yourself accountable when you mess up. you can start over. you can become a better you. feel everything you need to feel, process this however you need—it’s all valid and warranted. this is very shocking and complicated. it is confusing and heartbreaking.
take care of yourselves.
This hits
ENTRY LEVEL MEANS NO EXPERIENCE. IT MEANS NO PORTFOLIO OF RELEVANT SAMPLES. ENTRY LEVEL IS ENTRY LEVEL
people b saying things so definitively. like man i think it depends
get a fucking life.
hello, i’m currently inactive on twitter but if you want to reach me you can add my discord: kawzuha 🍁
“I feel very small. I don't understand. I have so much courage, fire, energy, for many things, yet I get so hurt, so wounded by small things.”
Anaïs Nin, from nearer the moon: the previously unpublished unexpurgated diary,1937-1939
“I have died for the smallest things. Nothing washes off”
Angela Jackson, from "The Love of Travelers," And All These Roads Be Luminous: Poems Selected and New
lagi drained bgt.
Isabel Allende, The House of the Spirits
The hypocrisy of being human; the constant tug between solitude and company, the desire to love so desperately and simultaneously be detached from it all, of wanting everything and wanting nothing.
—mattmurdock-gf on Tumblr
They should invent a job that i actually want to do
if you’re asleep all the time you don’t have to think. But watch out!