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No one is coming to save you is about how you can't suffer in silence and privacy and hope that someone will magically show up one day and say, "oh I noticed your suffering. Let me fix everything for you." It is not a statement that no one will help you. They will. You have to ask first tho. And then, unfortunately, you have to put in the work, because in almost all situations you will receive help and assistance, rather than unequivocal rescue.
You ruin your life by desensitizing yourself. We are all afraid to say too much, to feel too deeply, to let people know what they mean to us. Caring is not synonymous with crazy. Expressing to someone how special they are to you will make you vulnerable. There is no denying that. However, that is nothing to be ashamed of. There is something breathtakingly beautiful in the moments of smaller magic that occur when you strip down and are honest with those who are important to you. Let that girl know that she inspires you. Tell your mother you love her in front of your friends. Express, express, express. Open yourself up, do not harden yourself to the world, and be bold in who, and how you love. There is courage in that.
~Bianca Sparacino How To Ruin Your Life (Without Even Noticing That You Are)
and is your shame helpful? is it inspiring goodness and change? or is it keeping you frozen in time unable to move on and be everything you have expanded to be?
my love language is crawling out from underneath your bed at midnight to read you a poem
I’m not an early bird or a night owl. I’m more of a tired afternoon duck.
an old drunk man told me to enjoy my life and have fun because I’m only 25 and I have so many years and so much life ahead of me and then he went “and you know what? in ten years when you’re 35 you’ll still be young and have your whole life ahead of you” and it was really comforting to me.
Despite what you've read, your sadness is not beautiful. No one will see you in the bookstore, curled up with your Bukowski, and want to save you. Stop waiting for a salvation that will not come from the grey-eyed boy looking for an annotated copy of Shakespeare, for an end to your sadness in Keats...
Your life is fragile, just beginning, teetering on the violent edge of the world. Your sadness will bury you alive, and you are the only one who can shovel your way out with hardened hands and ragged fingernails, bleeding your despair into the unforgiving earth. Darling, you see, no heroes are coming for you. Grab your sword, and don your own armor.
she's not simply pretty.. she's "using my final breath to kiss a picture of my wife in my locket" pretty
you want to be loved if only to prove it possible: to tell the world that someone saw you as a conquest & came back alive. that above all else, you are worthy of the risk, the effort. you want someone to serve you the evidence: you are not as damned as you think you are. you are not as damned as you think you are