I would dance with you, if you were the Devil or my lover.
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I would dance with you, if you were the Devil or my lover.
Don’t try to love someone that has nothing to give, unless you are willing to give your everything. Don’t try to love someone that needs saving, unless you are prepared to patiently wait for them to save themselves. Don’t try to love someone that is broken, unless you are ready to hold all of their pieces until they’re ready to put themselves back together. Don’t try to love someone that is contemplating the end, unless you are fully aware you might lose them. Don’t try to love someone that will push you away, unless you are going to pull them back in. Don’t try to love someone, unless you know you are strong enough to. Don’t try to be someones hero, unless you are going to stay.
Izgubljene misli #2
Today I went on a walk through the forest to pick up few flowers to identify. Maybe use for later. I don't know. I saw few deers feeding on a glade from the dirt road where I was walking. Oh, and the sunset. How beautiful it was today. There were few clouds and the sun coloured their edges so well. & when you looked to the other side, they were soft pink. They reminded me of a bedtime story. Loveley, lighthearted, having a deeper meaning hidden within. I had some trouble digging up the plants, their lenght was surprising, they went a lot deeper into the ground than I have imagined they were. I wonder what secerets were they looking for so deep. When I went to pick up the last flower it was already pretty dark. I am not afraid of the forests or the dark, on the contrary, I love it. It's amazing how people compare death to the darkness that comes to sweep the sunlight away, while in reality, everything is very much alive & shows it, just in da different way. I heard so many steps walking nerby, some frighthend little steps, some braver, all listening to eachother, what's our next move. In order to dig up the plant I needed a light & used my phone. I wonder what the animals thought of that. Maybe some deer thought I was rather ignorant creature that is exsposinng herself to the predators, maybe some were glad for that, they weren't about to be somebody's food, but rather that will be someone that's an easier target. Who knows? I know we don't have any animals that would pray on humans, anyway. Maybe sometimes the bears visit us. I wish to meet one someday. They are wise creatures. I hope one will share their wisdom with me one day. I hope we will trust each other to tell each other secerts one day. After I got my last flower I turned of the light (I didn't need it for thw walk in the forest, it was still visible). When I walked back on the road (I walked off of it to dig up the flowers of course), I heard an animal to come to a quick stop, as did I. I looked & wondered what it was. I was curious. But I never figured it out. Whatever it was it saw me a million times sooner and better than I did it. After I just exited the forest, I didn't go exactly from where I came. I went the other way to check if th dead rabbit was still there. It wasn't. I hope that something ate it or that someone moved it to more peacefull place, not there by the road. I hope it had a safe passing. I belive he had some more adventures to go on.
To the men that have deceived us So that no one ever believed us To the men that twisted our bodies And made us into hobbies To the men that stole our spoken word So that no one ever heard To the men that sent us to hell Never to forget the smell We’ll bend We’ll break We’ll burn But one day we will learn That you can’t define us You can’t forever bind us We will not fall to our demise We will rise
K. D.V.
The world is filled with people wanting to be loved on their terms. Sadly they'll make you feel as though your love is too much or not enough. Truly it's self love they're in need of. K. D.V.
If you mock my sensitivity, Are you deserving of my kindness? If you don't find beauty in the way pain has shaped me, Why are you still here? If you find fault in the way I dance through life, Who is it you're trying to make me be? If your conditional love is all you have to offer, Why the fuck am I still loving you? K. D.V.
She had spoke of her past and of her present, but never of her future. I wanted to be that.
K. D.V.
Not of hate, Of ignorance. Untaught the importance, Of love. Not you, That's easy. Me. Taught that love is only something you find in others, And others find in you. Bullshit.
-what is self love K. D.V.