The deeper you go, the more you realise how hollow you really are.

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The deeper you go, the more you realise how hollow you really are.
It’s about the emotional void that they so desperately try to fill with another’s soul. They will often seek supply online or elsewhere in the guise of making “soul connections,” to satiate the emotional emptiness they contain and to satisfy their constant hunger that is needed to feed their egos.
Prendete la vita con leggerezza, che leggerezza non è superficialità, ma planare sulle cose dall’alto, non avere macigni sul cuore •Italo Calvino• @mycelticknotjewellery
My eyes are as empty as my soul.
*stares into the void*
I dunno what's going on with my hair here.
Just ignore it.
And me.
When I used to feel restless, I would just look out my window and into the quiet, sleeping world..
How empty the streets looked,
just like my soul..
whose liveliness was stripped away by the daily activities that just seemed so tiring,
so uneventful....like a loop
Solo social experiments to figure out people and their motives , I always learn a lot but I trust no one.
I hate living on this apocalyptic rock 🌎
Dying, trying to find time to be purpose focused
Bleeding, blooming in a garden full of broken roses
Lost hope in humanity, it’s hard to regain sanity when your soul needs rebalancing
Keeping a calm demeanor, inside I’m panicking
This world is anything but gentle, stuck in limbo
Less friends than foes, the flesh is weaker than bruised egos
Deceptive insecurities &misleading vulnerability
Wearing many masks so true faces won’t show
The extent of their insincerity
When you love something truly,
don’t let anybody know.
When you truly love someone,
don’t let anybody know… 💔
this is where i die, they bury my bones and all that was left of me dissapears into nothing. it all ends at this graveyard of thoughts in which once you in there is, actually, no way out. there are a lot of souls here, vaguely moving around, thinking they know where the exit is. but i am aware of where i ended, i was aware since the beggining. i was aware since they started to bury my bones.