Thoroughfare

ramblings and musings of a transient soul

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It was in a crowded room

Interrupted with clanging cutleries

And the low buzzing sound of midday chatter

That I heard

The distinct sound of my heart slowly breaking…

again.

I barely recognised it, but it was the same unmistakable, undeniable ache

The sort of breaking that an iceberg might feel if it could,

As its part drifts away from the whole that it was.

I grieved for a moment.

I know exactly why my heart is breaking again.

It’s a self-inflicted pain, I now admit.

It’s a necessary breaking.

Before the iceberg turns into a black hole capable of engulfing stars.

[thoughttraffic]

do you also have that neighbour whose alarm goes off, and somehow it awakens you and now you’re about to make off and the alarm is still going off coz neighbour is still isn’t awake? Lol

[thoughttraffic]

To the beautiful soul reading this,

Hi. If you’re having one of those days when you just feel lost and abandoned, know that it will pass and that there’s a God who’s in control.

Cry if you must, but be encouraged knowing that these tough times will pass. Call a friend. Go out and walk. There’s a reason why things happen and we might not see or understand it for now, but someday we will. Fight for your joy. Hope in Him who is faithful. When our strength is at its ebb, His grace is made even greater.

Love, T-

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9 years since I wrote…and today, I really needed to see this.

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Why does it always have to be me who has to be the first to pick up the phone and call?

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We ruin things we rush.

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Happy Resurrection Sunday!

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Little Joys

Lachrymation occurred at the wee hours of the morning, and I was asking J to help me fight for joy. My body's tendency to lubricate the eyes persisted and I went about with the morning routine. While on the bus to school, I glanced at my phone screen and saw Psalm 42:11.

[psych-facts]

Do you think its possible that some people are born to give more love than they will ever get back in return?

Tyler Knott Gregson (via psych-facts)

[thoughttraffic]

We're quitters, you and I.

[theprocast]

I’m sorry that you’ve opened yourself up to them hoping to be read, but ending up only skimmed and left on their life shelf to collect dust. There will be another that will devote time to learning you.

Maxwell Diawuoh, Once A Day (277/366)

[livingpursuit]

Cuteness Overload 

[wnq-writers]

It’s hard, isn’t it? To be in a position where only you can save yourself, when all you could ever want is for that someone to so much as look your way while you’re fading away.

highfalutinman  (via wnq-writers)

[wordsnquotes]

Isn’t it strange that we talk least about the things we think about most?

(via urbanoutfucks)

[wnq-writers]

I wonder if my eyes told you the things my heart wishes I said.

Maxwell Diawuoh (via wordsnquotes)

[thoughttraffic]

cloudy days, bullet trains, and a broken heart from Shanghai aren’t a good combination

[wnq-writers]

There are people who are always in love with the sky, no matter the weather. One day you will find someone who’ll love you the same way.

n. m., from a book in progress (via wnq-writers)

[nerdy-heaven-deactivated2019120]

Stars, you are unfortunate, I pity you, Beautiful as you are, shining in your glory, Who guide seafaring men through stress and peril And have no recompense from gods or mortals, Love you do not, nor do you know what love is. Hours that are aeons urgently conducting Your figures in a dance through the vast heaven, What journey have you ended in this moment, Since lingering in the arms of my beloved I lost all memory of you and midnight

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Night Thoughts (via nerdy-heaven)