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New low

Crying while doing work in the university library 🤔

Thursday, 22 August 2019, 5.58pm

I feel like even when you go through shit, you have to pretend you’re not. Cause even if you are people don’t care about it. Everyone is selfish, and they have the right to be. And that’s okay cause it’s life. I rather hide it than to even be reactive anymore. It’s so tiring, I’m so done trying to be myself and at the same time be careful about others. Yes their feelings do matter but what about mine? I’m so fucking tired of people telling me to be myself and yet at the same time telling me that I shouldn’t do this and that. So fucking tired of being alive, which I honestly thought I would be better now. Just a useless human who doesn’t nothing but hurt others while trying to find myself. There’s no point anymore. I give up

Thursday, 4 July 2019, 2.52pm

No looking back...

“She will walk out of your life like you were never a part of hers”

This is what they say about girls making up their minds after moving on and I cannot agree more. It’s what I did anyway.

This truly scares me. Am I that heartless? Am I that coldhearted? What if I do it again since I’ve done it before? Sure I had my reasons, but everything has a reason. Every moment you have, you make a choice.

Do you see me babe, do you? Are you sure you do?

I’m just a monster, I’m sure you do.

Wednesday, 10 April 2019, 12.21am.

goddessofunknown

Being traumatized for the rest of your life is the worst thing that can happen. It always feels like it happend yesterday. Every day you try to get better but inside It’s always inside.

via @mindscapewritings (via mindscapewritings)

pforperu

I know, we are told to not put your happiness in people, to allow them to be your source of happiness.

But what if that person adds to your happiness? That you really are happy for the first time in the longest time? Will that be right?

Monday, 15 May 2017, 10.59pm

pforperu

You lied to yourself dear girl. It’s not right. you have to put happiness in yourself. No one will pick you up if you don’t pick yourself up.

You’ve learnt it the hard way, let's not do this again, shall we?

Never ever put it fully on someone. You can lean on someone, but please, for the sake of yourself, never do it again.

Monday, 8 April 2019, 4.31pm.

Somedays you cry,

somedays you smile.

But like the old saying goes,

time and tide waits for no man.

Learn how to smile through the pain,

learn how to accept how you feel and live.

Monday, 8 April 2019, 4.38pm.

blijf alsjeblieft

in hopes that saying it in Dutch will make you hear me more

It was glorious. The way his lips part mine. He was Moses and I was begging him to make a sea of me

Leah Stone

A mess

Life is messy.

Love is messy.

Food is messy.

Everything is messy.

But when you find the way out of the mess,

When your head is above water and you can finally breathe,

Remember that you don’t always have the answer.

Remember to always be true to yourself.

Remember that you’ve grown so much.

Even in the mess, find yourself.

Friday, 29 March 2019, 2.48pm.

I know, we are told to not put your happiness in people, to allow them to be your source of happiness. But what if that person adds to your happiness? That you really are happy for the first time in the longest time? Will that be right? Monday, 15 May 2017, 10.59pm

keeppthevibe

I like clingy. I like when someone purposely grabs my hand to show other people I’m theirs. I like that when something exciting happens during the day, I’m the first person you want to tell. I like coming back to an “I miss you” text message when I’m in class or taking a nap. I like that random call at one in the morning just because you wanted to hear my voice. I little gestures that show I’m important, and you enjoy having me in your life.

kushandwizdom

I remember being told that love is blind, so I ran my fingers through the creases of your flaws and slowly read your darkest secrets by stroking over the scars on your skin like braille. I’ve read all of your hidden chapters and you by far are still my favourite story.

wordsnquotes

When I get lonely these days, I think: So BE lonely. Learn your way around loneliness. Make a map of it. Sit with it, for once in your life. Welcome to the human experience. But never again use another person’s body or emotions as a scratching post for your own unfulfilled yearnings.

Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat, Pray, Love (via wordsnquotes)

themotivationjournals

Listen to me, your body is not a temple. Temples can be destroyed and desecrated. Your body is a forest — thick canopies of maple trees and sweet scented wildflowers sprouting in the underwood. You will grow back, over and over, no matter how badly you are devastated.

Beau Taplin, Temples (via wordsnquotes)

thelovejournals

you don’t see the person they are you see the person they have the potential to be you give and give till they pull everything out of you and leave you empty

Rupi Kaur, “The Breaking,” Milk and Honey (via wnq-writers)

perrfectly

I love being horribly straightforward. I love sending reckless text messages (because how reckless can a form of digitized communication be?) and telling people I love them and telling people they are absolutely magical humans and I cannot believe they really exist. I love saying, Kiss me harder, and You’re a good person, and, You brighten my day. I live my life as straight-forward as possible. Because one day, I might get hit by a bus. Maybe it’s weird. Maybe it’s scary. Maybe it seems downright impossible to just be—to just let people know you want them, need them, feel like, in this very moment, you will die if you do not see them, hold them, touch them in some way whether its your feet on their thighs on the couch or your tongue in their mouth or your heart in their hands. But there is nothing more beautiful than being desperate. And there is nothing more risky than pretending not to care. We are young and we are human and we are beautiful and we are not as in control as we think we are. We never know who needs us back. We never know the magic that can arise between ourselves and other humans. We never know when the bus is coming.

Rachel C. Lewis, Tell The People You Love That You Love Them. (via perrfectly)

!!!

(via enclosed-in-love)

thelovejournals

I believed that I wanted to be a poet, but deep down I just wanted to be a poem.

Jaime Gil de Biedma (via wordsnquotes)

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