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And just like that, all you're left with are memories.
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My point is this: the more you have to lose, the braver you are for standing up.
Craig Silvey, Jasper Jones (via books-n-quotes)
The world is already a cruel place, So why make it harder for someone else?
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I'm patiently waiting for the day I don't have to wish I was someone else, in order to be truly happy.
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And one day, there will come a day when you stop caring about it all; the drama, the fake friends who would only ever message you when they needed something from you, the heartbreak of seeing someone dear to you fade away from your life, helplessly watching them choose someone else "better than you" the people that broke your trust and took for granted all that you'd done for them, those that tried to undercut your worth because they only cared to bring themselves up. the loneliness from keeping people at bay, protecting my heart too vigilantly and as a result, having no one to talk to when things fall apart. an embarrassing moment that you thought people would remember years later down the track, that one exam in which everyone did better than you, the feeling of being a failure no matter what you do, the missed opportunities, mistakes that you constantly beat yourself up over, the feeling of having let yourself and others down, wanting to end your life when hope became hopeless, and the worse was all you ever knew - an event that changed you in a way that you couldn't go back to who you were, the frustration of not going anywhere when it feels like everyone around you is moving forward, seeing how incredibly blessed some people are and realising that their successes are like a pipe dream to you, the isolation of being lost and directionless, the unfairness, unfairness, unfairness of it all. not understanding how it all wrong, the emotional and physical exhaustion of being stuck in a vicious cycle of being in constant battle with your mind, thinking how different everything would be if you were like him or her, the disappointment of giving your all only to have someone say it wasn't enough When you're caught in the moment, it feels overwhelming, and you just want it all to stop, but it just won't. But, in time, it could be a few months, a year, or five years, in hindsight, you look back on everything, and you have a rude awakening; you've moved on, you've let go. You haven't thought about the heartbreak that happened a few months ago. Why? That's because you've been too busy focusing on yourself. You've forgotten all about it because you've grown, you've matured, forgiven the people who broke your heart, and the missed opportunities were replaced by another wave of better ones, The mistakes you made when you were younger have made you wiser, and the pain that once made you feel weak have made you stronger today. You made it, even when every inch of your body screamed at you to give up.
Perspective is everything. //reminisces
Note to myself.
Being scared and being brave are two very different things, but why must being brave equate to not being scared? If something transgresses your comfort zone, regardless of whether it is irrational or rational, know that it is understandable. You can be scared, filled to the brim with fear, but by persevering through the fear, that is bravery in itself. So, please don't think that being afraid makes you a coward. Don't let fear define you, rather, let your resilience, grit and heart speak in the midst of chaos. The fact that you have come so far after going through hell - that, to me, is fucking brave.
And you should give yourself credit for that. //reminisces
Note to myself
Goodbye, 2017
I’m writing this for journal purposes, for whoever wants to read. I almost didn’t make it to 2018 because this year, on many countless occasions, I was one step closer to ending my life. So for me, to still be here, on New Year’s Eve, anticipating the midnight fireworks, is something I should be proud of. I didn’t even think I would still be here after November. But I didn’t give up, I made it through a hell of a tough year, and I’m sitting here, writing this note to myself. I hope that this year hasn’t been as bad for you as it has been for me. But, if it has, I sincerely hope that 2018 will be a lot kinder to us. Thanks for following me, guys.
Nothing hurts more than giving your all to someone, only to have them disappear when you need them the most.
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The truth is, I'm terrified of missing you. I'm scared of missing even the most mundane of details reminding me of you.
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Too often, her nights are spent like this; Wondering what her life would be like if she had been spared the heartbreak; if the dark clouds had never pursued her in the first place, Praying to God for a miracle, a twist around the corner, to show that those years of sadness would slowly yet surely amount to a period of indescribable happiness. To detract from it all, she spends her 2 AM Dreaming up places on her bucket list, to go once she saves up enough money, Of the next book she should read that will change her life, her outlook, Playing back those joyful memories in which everything felt perfect. But right now, she feels irrevocably stuck. Going through the motions each day. With nothing but blind hope to sustain her and the occasional determination that lights fires in her eyes.
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For some reason, it took a lot of mental effort to say goodbye to you today.
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I remember writing this about a guy friend. The day before, I could feel a distance starting to grow between us and this was so unprecedented. we would say hello and goodbye to each other so effortlessly since we saw each other so often. but that day, I started overthinking things like what if he had gotten bored of me just like everyone else did. I observed him talking to his other friends and he seemed his normal self but when he briefly talked to me, it felt different, a bad sort of different. he also said goodbye to everyone else and didn’t even care to turn his head back to me and say something. and hence....this quote. I soon realised that he had a date right after and was probably nervous and jittery.
I guess this is why I read, why I write. Words have a special way of making you feel less alone. And plus, what are we going to do with the mess in our heads? Let the pain just reside there and brew like storm clouds inside? No, I refuse. Instead, I want to use the pain as fuel to connect with others going through adversity and endless days of exhaustion. One of the best things about writing is you get to make others feel less alone too.
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there’s nothing that hurts more than asking one thing from the person you love and then watching them give that to someone else.
I just need something to believe in, something to pin all my hopes on, someone who will fight my problems with me, persevering until the very end. Someone I can trust with all my heart, someone who appreciates all I do for them, and most importantly, someone who won’t ever let me down. Am I being too unrealistic? After all that I’ve been through, am I asking for too much?
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I just need something to believe in, something to pin all my hopes on, someone who will fight my problems with me, persevering until the very end. Someone I can trust with all my heart, someone who appreciates all I do for them, and most importantly, someone who won't ever let me down. Am I being too unrealistic? After all that I've been through, am I asking for too much?
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I know this pain all too well, but its familiarity doesn’t stop it from frightening me as much as it did back then. The truth is, I’m afraid of losing you. I can already feel you drifting further and further away, into the arms of others who are ready to hold you. This is when the reality sinks in, and I could really be shattered by the end of this. I hate how we can’t be together because of the storm raging on in my life; how it makes me feel too fragile to be strong enough for the both of us. I hate feeling like you’ve given me so much of you, while all I have to offer are my demons, and a heart that isn’t ready to love again. All I can do is ignore the lump in my throat, with the words screaming in my mind, “why, why, why?”
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I believe the thoughts that kill you the most are the ones of what could have been.
reminisces, // of what could have been.