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There’s something familiar about the past. No big deal. Except... we love familiarity. So much that it keeps us from moving past the past.
Personal Agony
by: thebookwormprincess
Too many thoughts circulate my mind I’m clueless and way behind Can’t think straight Feeling stuck could be my fate
Trust that is shattered Love that doesn’t seem to matter Care that is subtly shown Having the wind, it’s been tossed and blown
Words that mean nothing Actions that need fixing or throwing Apologies that are void Emotions that were toyed
What’s a friend if not for care? What’s a brother if not for love? But reality has left a gaping tear Alas! Fantasy’s all for above.
Tears shed and heart crushed All this kept and hushed Mask put on beautiful display For fear of anger and dismay
I don’t need your apology. I don’t need your “SORRY” Show you care and that is enough. Or else, I might call it a bluff.
You claim to be there But what’s funny is Those moments are rare Could possibly be counted as petty tricks.
For a star to be born, there is one thing that must happen: a gaseous nebula must collapse. So collapse. CRUMBLE. This is not your destruction. THIS IS YOUR BIRTH
n.i
>This is not my end. YET
Everyone sees who I appear to be, but only a few know the REAL ME. You only see what I choose to show. There's so much behind my smile you just don't know.
Anonymous
>Once again, don’t think or assume that you know me. Never underestimate me. I’m more than who you think you know.
Job 32:7-9
7 I thought, ‘Age should speak; advanced years should teach wisdom.’
8 But it is the spirit in a man, the breath of the Almighty, that gives him understanding.
9 It is not only the old who are wise, not only the aged who understand what is right.
>Young as I am, I have the capability to discern what is right from what is wrong. From God is the source of wisdom and not from age or experience. Even those who are young can be wise, as long as that wisdom is from God. I pride myself in being young and free; question is: AM I WISE TOO?
“The End”
Can’t you see
I want to be more than a memory
Something you go back to
When your mind is almost empty
I want that
Affection I always see
Love that is shown freely
But
That is all one big fantasy
Your arms around me
Your smile, still charming and silly
Your laugh, rich and deep
All of that
Is something I will never have…
#thepowerofLove #RickRiordan
You don't have to guess what's keeping me up at night
Anonymous
> My mind is a crazy maze you will not be able to navigate through.
Shining is she Cloaked in her own beauty Through undiscovered Strong is she She who is deceiving Never had you seen such as one Powerful and sneaky Never undone The unspoken beauty of her race Power is etched in her face
Anonymous
> Never underestimate me. I can be as hateful as I’m forgiving. I can love and still give a thought towards forgetting you exist. My beauty is my own and so is my strength.
>When someone let’s you feel so done and out, what can you do or what should you do? Confront or ignore? When you wish someone would give you a hug and say that you’re gonna make it and you get no one, how should you feel and react? How do you try to bury something and make sure no one knows about the same hurt and pain that eat you up at night? How do you put up being frank and yet pretending that nothing’s wrong? It’s not fair that no one seems to see past this sweet face and ask if I’m really feeling happy and free. I guess I also hate the feeling of having to lie.
Fantasizing about future happiness will NEVER bring fulfillment because FANTASY is UNREALITY
Anonymous
> Enjoy the now. I guess I’ll cross the bridge when I get there. This is blunt and frank.
Hearing is a sense. Listening is an art.
Anonymous
> One is only physical.. the other goes deeper and understands. A lot of them don’t know the difference or how to apply it. It’s frustrating at times.
Love is a choice...
Anonymous
> I love air sports and packing and the smell of a new city and hotel breakfasts and doing cute touristy stuff; man, I love TRAVELING.
Being pretty doesn't keep a man. Being a good woman barely keeps a man.
Anonymous
>The only thing that keeps a man is a man that wants to be kept.
You have to be ODD to be number 1
Mathematically and literally correct. I honestly consider myself odd. Reality is... I’m competing with other odd people. Which words do I have to leave out???
The fire blazing in her dark and injured heart seemed to glow around her like a flame.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
>This could be good because she’s finally moving on and coming out strong and brave. It could also be bad since the fire could also mean REVENGE. It’s during these times that I appreciate words so much; they express emotions that my hands aren’t able to draw.
I don't want to be at the mercy of my emotions. I want to use them, to enjoy them, and to dominate them.
Oscar Wilde
You're right I'm no princess... I'm a queen