Writing to escape

I'm an unemotional alien who likes art in all its forms.

[wnq-writers]

“To the person that loves me next, I’m sorry if I am broken. I am sorry if I question the love that you give because so many before you have taken my love and thrown it away like common trash. To the person who loves me next. I am sorry if I don’t believe you, like when you tell me I am beautiful. Know, that I have heard these words a million times before and yet here I am still alone. I apologize for the walls that stand 40 feet high, I am sorry that you have to climb them. The people before you took too many pieces of me. The walls? They protect the remaining parts of me. To the person who can love me next, please just love me. As I am. Ignore my flaws, just love me”

— The book she will never write

[shareaquote]

the stories i identify with are the ones about outcasts, about people that are different, that feel trapped within themselves and within society’s expectations the stories i identify with are the ones about people that don’t follow other’s rules but also never quite succeed in establishing their own. the stories i identify with are the ones about people that are lost, that are so desperately trying to find themselves and some meaning for their lives the stories i identify with are the ones with a bittersweet finale, with an unhappy middle and with a strange beginning but god am i afraid afraid of being misunderstood, of going through this life without finding meaning, feeling this emptiness that i feel too many times afraid of feeling like i’m dancing on a tight rope every time I’m feeling well, and good afraid of the fall, of the way i can’t see anything below me afraid of the next wave, and what it will bring afraid of a bittersweet finale, afraid of a barely something there i want it all i want my life exploding into glorious technicolour, blinding everyone around me with its brightness i want to bring the best out in myself, i want to live for me and not be afraid, afraid of ruining this world, afraid of an apocalypse, afraid of the future that is to come and how i can’t see it i want to find myself, ground myself, but be free, so free, as a bird flying without ever getting tired i want to love everything fiercely and without holding back, i want to dare to do everything without being afraid of the fallout, i want to never be afraid, to not care what others think of me i want the world to have known i have been here, if only for a second i want to be like a supernova i don’t need to leave a trace i just need to have existed, so brightly, so passionately, so free if only for a moment . . . (supernova: a stellar explosion that briefly outshines an entire galaxy before fading from view)

shamelesslyradiant (via shareaquote)

[shareaquote]

You know, we are not perfect. But then again, who really is? We cant blame ourself on the mistakes we make when we are living. We are really just experiencing life. You live and you learn. There are times where i feel like giving up. There are times where i feel worthless. Or times where im insecure about myself. But once i got older i found out that i’m not the only one facing these problems. I know how much i’m worth. But i wish that i knew that last year. I know that i deserve more than the way i get treated time on time. That everytime i show that i care about somebody they use my kindness for weakness. I know and i notice. And when people keep treating you poorly you become heartless and stop putting your trust in anything or anybody. I know for a fact that i deserve more than keep being hurt while im putting my trust in people. I am not perfect but i know my selfworth. Stop acting like i’m not the one that would be at your doorstep at 5am when you are crying yourself to sleep with red bloodshot eyes from the alcohol. Stop treating me like i am a stranger when i only want the best for you. But who am i fooling. We all know that people leave and that friendships fade away and that you can only depend on yourself at the end of the day. But how nice would it be if people stayed with you thru the good and the bad? That understands you when you make bad decisions. Because even when you marry you promise all those things, all those fantasies that you end up breaking. How could you promise somebody to love them forever when love is just an feeling? A feeling that you could lose when you wake up the next morning. We are not perfect, but we deserve it. We been thru too much, we experienced every emotion and every feeling. And sometimes we are lonely. Sometimes it feels like nobody understands me and that i need to distance myself from people to understand myself a little more. Just to sit back and reflect on everything that happend the past months and how i can carry any further. I know that i am fighting myself sometimes, change is strange but we need to accept it. We are not perfect, but we are care-taking. Who wants to be perfect anyway? Why would you want to live by the rules and do the same thing every day? I surely am not perfect, but i know that i am strong. I know that i won’t settle for less. And so should you, the one that feels like their not worth it while you really are. You are so important. You deserve everything you want and you will achieve it. Everybody faces struggles along the way but you sure as hell will reach your destination. Some will take a couple of months to reach it and some take a couple of years. Work on yourself every day and put a lot of love into yourself and see how quick you will start to appreciate yourself more. We are not perfect, but we are worth it.

yungogsyd  (via shareaquote)

[bookish-insanity]

Shelving a book you just finished and immediately grabbing another book is so nice. Knowing exactly what your going to read next is an understated feeling.  

[wnq-writers]

I can feel your anguish when I read your words, I am sorry for your pain.

Isaac A (via wnq-writers)

[thelovejournals]

When someone tells you, “I love you,” and then you feel, “Oh, I must be worthy after all,” that’s an illusion. That’s not true. Or someone says, “I hate you,” and you think, “Oh, God, I knew it; I’m not very worthy,” that’s not true either. Neither one of these thoughts hold any intrinsic reality. They are an overlay. When someone says, “I love you,” he is telling you about himself, not you. When someone says, “I hate you,” she is telling you about herself, not you. World views are self views—literally.

Adyashanti (via thelovejournals)

[stillgotscars]

may 2018 be the year of clear skin, boundless laughter, cotton candy skies, sheer bliss, warm hugs, blossoming and thriving, self love, glossy lips, growth, celebrating small victories, healthy relationships, genuine smiles, flickering candles and fairy lights, emotional stability, peace, more positivity, softness and wholly healing.

[lilboreddev-blog]

REBLOG IF YOU LOVE DOGS

[poeticfog]

9 million people fucking love dogs

[tracknumber06]

Here we come 10.

[lovelysuggestions]

look, tomorrow you will wake up and feel a bit better, a bit calmer. you are going to figure things out eventually, it dosnt have to all be done tonight. take a deep breath, relax your shoulders, and get some rest. you will manage.

[scrapyardsaint]

[amargedom]

I wish you to be very happy in 2018.

[thequotejournals]

I no longer believed in the idea of soul mates, or love at first sight. But I was beginning to believe that a very few times in your life, if you were lucky, you might meet someone who was exactly right for you. Not because he was perfect, or because you were, but because your combined flaws were arranged in a way that allowed two separate beings to hinge together.

Lisa Kleypas, Blue-Eyed Devil (via thequotejournals)

[wordsnquotes]

Books have a way of finding their way into our lives, usually, right when we need them the most.

Christian Marotti (via wordsnquotes)

[greystripe]

finding out picasso died in 1973 feels like the fakest thing ive ever heard. everyone talks about him like he lived in a cave with nothing but a torch and paint he made from berries or bear shit or somethin but nah this dude probably sat down watchin looney tunes thinkin “damn i should draw some dude with a nose on his forehead thatd be dope” i feel so lied to

[wnq-writers]

“So why don’t you talk to each other anymore?” …. “Because,” he paused giving a soft smile. “Strangers can not start  a conversation with I’ve missed you even if it’s all there is to say.”

kfroy (via wnq-writers)

[agraceful-disgrace]

There’s a difference between being happy and being distracted from sadness

[trixforadults]

Oh this hit hard

[weaksorry]

do u ever think about how much you’ve changed in the past 2 years and ur just like, thank god.