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What is coming is better than what has gone. What is coming is better than what has gone.
On nights like these,
When the world slowly turns away,
I remember to turn towards you,
I remember to flip the pages of my diary
filled with your days,
I remember your name
I remember what it sounds like on my lips,
And I remember to love you,
Because what is love, if not memory?
-gazergirl
Reblog if you will never. Ever. Use AI in your writing.
I'm back and I'm finally not depressed anymore. After struggling for 5 years with depression and thereafter major depressive disorder, it's FINALLY overrr. I'm in a much better place now and will start writing here again 💜
Also since it's been so long and I haven't been active on Tumblr, can someone tell me how to tag my posts? Will be very grateful
I'm back and I'm finally not depressed anymore. After struggling for 5 years with depression and thereafter major depressive disorder, it's FINALLY overrr. I'm in a much better place now and will start writing here again 💜
the unbearable gift of being human
there is no god in this world that could experience imperfection and still wake up the next day and manage to face himself in the mirror. and there is no human on this earth, that has at least once, not tried to be perfect.
the unbearable weight of being human
one day a dog got up and decided to face the world. it was tired of being bullied. it was tired of being pushed around. it had seen many days before and wanted to see many more. yet today was the day where he got to decide how he could live life on his own terms. today it would not beg for help. today it would whine and cry when it was hurt. today it would face whatever life threw at him. and there was a god, after all, a god who would see him. a god who would not turn his eyes away, like his mother did.
If I was half the person I used to be, I would've survived this
The creature in my chest, give it a name
There is creature in my chest
it sits as if it owns my diaphragm
as if this is where it was born, near by heart
it keeps kicking my heart
my heart cries to my brain
but the creature is stubborn
sometimes it starts developing a mind of it’s own
it starts being more mean to me
it starts telling me about why it was born
and it tells me why it wants me to die
so that it can go to another poor soul
and start the cycle all over again
my doctor calls it anxiety,
but i would like to give it a sweeter name
because everyone deserves to feel at home where they were born
-gazergirl
Hey.
For what it's worth, I hope life isn't too hard on you. And I hope that if it has been, or is now, that you find the strength and support you need to build a life that you are pleased to live.
I haven't done anything to earn the title of friend with you, but for all the time I have followed your tumblr, I've always considered you a very wise, intelligent, kindhearted person, who is also an amazing writer. I wish I could express what's inside of me as elegantly as you seem to.
Whatever reasons you may have, or be able to find, I hope that you continue the good fight - building a life that ultimately, one day, you'll consider a life worth living, and maybe even a life well-lived (all things considered).
In my humble opinion, (built on what I've read from people who have thought about this a lot more than I have) if you can find anything in this world that provides you some level of happiness - even if it's the smallest sliver - you ought to hunt it down, clutch it tight, and build it into your daily routine as much as humanly possible. At the end of it all, nothing short of surviving is more worth the effort.
Wishing you all the best in life, and in happiness,
Welkin
Dear Welkin,
I hope you know that this message means the world to me, I come back so often and look at it, I think about it on my bad days,
Thank you so much for taking time out of your day and telling me how you feel❤️
I have started feeling better, much better, I am physically and mentally recovering from whatever I have done to myself till now, and no matter how late I am on this journey, I'm glad to be here.
You do not have to earn anything, you are my friend now. Period.
Only a friend would think so beautifully and take their time to let me know how they feel, or how much they wish that hope finds me,
With much love,
Your new friend,
gazergirl
Draw me a monster
Draw me a monster. The most scary one. Now tell me why it's a monster.
Was the nose too big?
Was it always angry?
Did it not smile enough?
Did it not like you?
Was it a crybaby?
Did it lie?
Did it break your heart?
Did it teach you hate?
Does it not talk to you?
Does it have dark circles?
Does it stomp on your favourite plant?
Are it's teeth too big?
Does it eat different things?
Does it not love you the way you need?
1. I am not my sun.
2. I have not sang to myself in weeks.
3. I worry about my relationships.
4. I worry that I have tricked people.
5. I worry that life is going by too fast.
6. I forgot to water my plant.
7. I stop calling people.
8. I stop picking up calls.
9. I decide that life needs courage and I am a coward.
10. I realise that being human means I have to get myself up and go through the day.
11. I worry about my rewards but forget my hard work.
12. I don't believe in myself anymore.
Surviving a breakup (a list)
1. Your heart will still break for the next six months seventeen days and five hours when you think about them again.
2. You will change songs frequently and learn for find a new rhythm and make better memories.
3. You will find a new love in old friendships.
4. You will look at the the rain outside and feel the droplets smash against the soil with your pain.
5. You will pick up the memories that you don't want, letter by letter, picture by picture and store them in a box in the shelf.
6. You will open that box in five years and understand how far you've come.
7. You will learn that each love you wanted, is not each love you needed but that doesn't make it any less important in your life.
8. People are not evil. They just stop loving you one day and you accept it. Then you find new people.
9. You will start watching movies again and this time you won't cry when the couple end up together. Instead you'll laugh at how fake the actions scenes are, with your best friend and popcorn.
10. You will find yourself smiling at a bad pickup learn from a good person.
11. You will never read this list again.
-gazergirl
we're back to needing this again, but this time, like every time, it will heart, you will break and then you will glue yourself back together again and find strength you didn't know you had and you will be okay again
@shortqueershakespeare may your heart learn to trust again, may the days seem brighter to you, may you look at love and think of yourself 💕
I came back home after seven months and my mother could not believe how much I had changed. How do I tell her, that I have finally learnt to treat myself right without telling her who made it happen?
Anger is powerful. That is why you ask it to hide. Anger is grief's sister. She is mad, absolutely livid, that you try to hurt her. Anger is the father of sadness. He cannot believe that something like this could happen to his son. Anger is the neighbour of consequences, you cannot avoid it for long. Anger is your mother when she has had enough of the world. Anger is your blood and bones, and how long will you hide it away, when it has made a home there.
-gazergirl