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@sherbear87
She hides her torn heart
behind a beautiful smile.
For everything there is a season,
hers is self care.
Leaving the wreckage
of yesterday;
to find herself today.
A tender soul
one to be cherished
loved
and protected.
A desire burning
with embers of healing.
And when she finds her way;
she will be radiant.
Shining with the woman
she yearns to be.
R.A.
Sometimes it makes me sick, the way sadness is addicting. The way I can't stop it. Sadness is familiar. It’s comfortable but everything else about it is hard. The way my body aches with self hatred. The way my mind spins and spins with hopeless thoughts. The way it poisons everything I do, every relationship I have. Yet it's addicting, because I know sadness, and I know sadness very well. And there's a sort of comfort in that, like being home after a trip or sleeping in your own bed after a while. There’s just a sense that this is where I belong. This is how it's supposed to be.
“I’m beginning to realize how little I mean to everyone.”
~ colorfulbiscuithandsdiplomat
i just need you to understand that i deserve much better.
you did not break me i’m still fighting for peace.
do you know how you made me feel when you were screaming at me.
laying in your bed all i can think about is the girl who was here before me.
i’m with someone new and there’s no one to blame but you thinkin about no one but you.
you’re probably doing just fine but i’m still hurting.
sometimes no matter what you do there’s no fixing the past.
things i wish i could say// 4am
Being ugly is poppin cause ya phone doesn’t blow up all the time and ya battery lasts long.
Damn Elmo
They say "time heals", but even now ... I know that's a lie. What people really mean is that eventually you'll get used to the pain. You'll forget who you were without it; you'll forget what you looked like without your scars.
— Claudia Gray, A Thousand Pieces of You
And then I felt sad because I realized that once people are broken in certain ways, they can't ever be fixed, and this is something nobody ever tells you when you are young and it never fails to surprise you as you grow older as you see the people in your life break one by one. You wonder when your turn is going to be, or if it's already happened.
— Douglas Coupland, Life After God