#failed dreams

[dontblametheghost]

"Little Boy inside my chest, breathe some life into my bones. I've been lost and wandering, down and out and missing home. 'Cause you and I, we dreamed a dream, on the road with my guitar. So beat a little louder now, I can't hear you anymore." So, like many, I project hard on Danny, and I was--like--being a sadboi™ and trying to convince myself little me would like my art, and I had Little Boy by Barns Courtney looping, and I looked at my vent art and went: wait, waiiiitttttt.

[deartoddanderson]

𓏵　　　" Meet me later "　　✦　　2025 　　　　　𐙚　　" Inspo : long distance breakups "

You must come see me one day But you can’t be mine when you do For I couldn’t bear to let you go Not when you’re supposed to stay

Let it rain on the day you leave Even if your smile sticks to me And your words scarred my skin Let it try to wash away everything

I could never find one just like you Not one to love me the same way But you may find a million of me That is the love which you deserve

To spend a million days missing you Will never compare to a million days Being with you, loving you, having you Though I may always regret it deeply

Visit me on the day the sun is up Feel it warm and hold you gently Let it love you even through the rain Let it love you when I could not

© deartoddanderson ⋆.˚ please do not copy, translate, or repost any of my work without permission. // credit to @uzmacchiato for dividers!

[phoenixxxrizing]

[deartoddanderson]

𓏵　　　" Poet to spite "　　✦　　2025 　　　　　𐙚　　" Inspo : not liking ones own writing "

A poet I yearned to be But a poet was not in me Comfort for naught My writing all in thought

Support me not For I cannot write I cannot rhyme ‘Tis all for spite

The ideas are frail My words ring harsh Mediocre and lousy My brain a marsh

Oh mother she said I’d be great in the end But the paper is crumpled My disappointment is doubled

A writer I earned to be Yet to write brought me no glee Your encouragement for naught When talent was all I sought

© deartoddanderson ⋆.˚ please do not copy, translate, or repost any of my work without permission. // credit to @uzmacchiato for dividers!

[brianchilton]

What Happens When Dreams Fail: The Ministry of Little Things

By: Leo Percer, M.Div., Ph.D. | June 30, 2024 You had plans and dreams . . . some you pursued with gusto, while others kind of withered on the vine. Nonetheless, you genuinely believed that you would be in a much different place than you find yourself today. Is this really how it all should play out? What happened to the hoped-for starring role, the opportunity to swoop in and “save the day”? Was…

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[myoccasionalthoughts]

I’m struggling to find my worth. I feel as if I have failed at life and that there is nothing I can do to fix it. I seemed to have wasted my potential and now at 25 I feel as if life has passed me by. I am to old and broken to follow my dreams. Besides my dreams are now just far away fantasies that will never be within my reach. Even now I still do not know what my dream job is or what career field I’d want to be in. I have no hobbies and no personality and I cried about the person I could have been. I feel like I have made progress in my life such as relationships. I am so lucky to have married my best friend and biggest supporter and to have him in my life has definitely improved my mental health. It’s just other times I think about how I am not where I thought I’d be in life and not doing the jobs I’ve dreamed of doing and it just makes me mourn for the person I could have been if I hadn’t failed and if I had made better decisions about jobs, careers, schools, degree plans, and everything in between.

[openwordstream]

Here is the massage table i bought in November 2019.

I Started my self employed Massage business in January 2020........

[mdd-bipolar-anxiety-panic]

Farm

This is the area that we were supposed to create into a grand farm that my brother will manage but all my plans failed because of a series of mistakes that I made. It's a 10.38 hectare piece of land.