#remembering me

[orpheusdrinkinga40inadeathbasket]

[brian-em0]

[underachievers-please-try-harder]

Track of the day // Cate Le Bon - Remembering Me

From the album Pompeii, out February 4th via Mexican Summer.

[emma-lovesyou]

'If you could talk to yourself as you are now to your younger self of any age of your choosing what would you say?'

I would tell myself that it changes and not always for the worse. That one day you'll feel so accepted by yourself you will work past your pain, it won't leave but you'll find reasons to get up and enjoy life and no longer let your problems stop you living your life. That it will get better, you can get past this phase and remember how to smile life won't always feel against you. One day you'll be happy just to be alive.

[abysmallylost23]

Ha ha ha I came to the cold realization there is a pattern with me I love to befriend people that abuse me idk what that says about me other than doormat

Do I seriously wanna do this to myself am I that much of a masochist I know what my parents would say they’d sag I’m being rude and “Anti-social”

You know it’s not like I ask for this all I ask for is you know the usual. Little kindness here little kindness there , no one feom my town actually find me and talk to me

No one look at me and think “this poor fat fuck” none think “wow she really lost the reins on that show pony!”

I’m just djrjrdmsd I have a headache

I was doing fine seriously I was ok I was relaxing and going “gee maybe my friends don’t hate me after all maybe this damn illness can be cured with much needed therapy” nope nope no absolutely not why did I allow such childish thinking ?????

Who lets me think like that???

[marisadonnelly]

I won’t come quickly. I’ll come slowly and patiently, slipping into your mind unexpectedly, carrying all our memories with us, weaving them around your heart. You’ll feel something nagging, something pulling and you’ll be reminded of all the ways you loved me, love me still. You’ll remember every place we traveled, how the sand felt scratchy and warm between your toes, or the sun, like a blanket over your shoulders. You’ll remember the softness of my cheek against yours, the taste of my kisses, the silence in the morning when I’d still be asleep and you’d run your fingers through my hair. In the quiet corner of your mind, that’s where you’ll find me. You won’t think of me often, but suddenly I will return to you, make your head spin with longing. Because I never left. And so you will fall, again, into that feeling—of letting go, losing yourself in another person—but this time, it will feel like home.

Marisa Donnelly

[sleepless-poems-blog]

I’m not forgetting you. I’m just simply remembering who I used to be.

@sleepless-poems