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Silence feels like another form of death…
In this life you’re going to have to climb your mountain…in order to see the view. 🧗‍♀️
A splash of yellow is often necessary to get away from all of the blues 🌀💛
People aren’t as happy as their posts make them seem.
Uncomfortable Truth #5
We’ve all done it before… went on our social media pages and seen a post from someone we know or knew. We see that in their posts they look amazing. They have a huge toothy grin and look happier and more fabulous than ourselves. We then start comparing ourselves and our lives to each post they have posted. We see that they go on vacations, That they look expensive, that they are always happy, that their life seems perfect, that they fart rainbows and butterflies, and they have a ton of friends and followers. Then we look at our life. We see that we still have on the same ugly grey pajamas with the cat eating a taco on the front of the shirt and it’s 4:00 in the afternoon. We have a piece of popcorn stuck in our hair from a late night Netflix binge watching session. We see no boyfriend, no girlfriend, just us. We see our bland boring basic ass surroundings and suddenly we feel smaller, less than, almost insignificant compared to them.
Maybe we get a little upset maybe we cry and ask out loud “what makes them so speacial?!” We think terrible inexplicable thoughts like, “they weren’t even pretty before they got braces.” Or, “If they knew what she did in Jr. High school they wouldn’t like her as much.” And on and on…and on. We tear them down piece by piece until we run out of insults. We may even call up a friend and have them join in with us. Is it childish? Yes extremely toxic. Does it really make us feel better? Um… well yeah for about 2-5 mins. But after all of that what’s left? Just us, sulking around in our old ugly ass pajamas. “So what is the better solution?”, you ask. I can tell you but you’re not gonna like it.
The solution is to live and let live. Keep living your life the way you want to live it. If you have things you don’t like about yourself then fix them. You are the one in the driver’s seat. Therefore, it is only you who can fix what you feel is missing. It might not happen overnight. It could take weeks, months, years. But it is fixable, and if it truly isn’t then accept it and only surround yourself with people that accept you for you. But tearing people down to feel better or more equal to them is definitely not the way to go about living your best life. Think about it like this, people only post what they want the public to see. They put on the happiest, sexiest, most financially successful appearing face to the public. It’s like wearing a mask. They put on the mask and smile big while the camera flashes, and then they remove the mask and return to something more real. Stop comparing yourself to something that isn’t real. Life is messy, it’s filled with some mistakes, some tears, and some ugly grey pajamas with the cat eating a taco on the front of your shirt…. Just me? But it’s also filled with smiles, and hugs, and all the little things that mean something to you. Even if those little things aren’t always social media post worthy material, they still contribute to all the things that make you… you. And I say you should love that shit! Love all the shit in your life that makes you feel alive. Let the social media king or queen continue living her or his life, and you live for you. When you live honestly and proudly without a mask on that’s when you know it doesn’t matter anymore. It doesn’t matter if someone looks better, has nicer things, or doesn’t have a home because they are always on vacation.
Stop living for the likes on social media, stop comparing your life to others, stop being mad at others for seeming to have their shit together, stop the hate, stop the insecurities, just stop. Because baby, you are a superstar even if your fan club only has 1 member. You are the star of your own show. So go out there and be a star and shine until you make people go blind with your greatness. And if you have the time….maybe change out of your grey pajamas with the taco eating cat on the front, or fuck it, keep wearing them anyways and shine on! You are the star of your own show.
You deserve the world. Just saying.
Hurting someone can be as easy as throwing a stone at the sea. But do you know how deep that stone goes?
Uncomfortable Truth #4: Words hurt. If you are always being attacked emotionally, if you find yourself crying more than laughing or smiling, if you feel like every negative word that has been thrown your way must be true because you’ve heard it so much, then it’s time to get out.
You deserve more than that. You don’t deserve to be destroyed by the person or people that are supposed to love you the most. You weren’t placed here on earth to be misused, mistreated, or misjudged. You belong here as much as anyone else on earth. Your voice maters, your opinions matter, your thoughts matter, your being here matters. Yes. You do in fact matter. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise. You have a voice to be heard and not silenced. If you didn’t need a voice then you wouldn’t have been given one. When someone uses words to attack you they are really just attacking themselves. All those labels and judgements they have placed on or against you are all the things that they hate most within themselves. You aren’t the problem. They are. And they know it deep inside. Sadly people use their words to destroy, to condemn, to judge, and to imprison others. Why? Because they don’t want to be alone in the prison they’ve created for themselves. So they take away your voice so you can’t scream for help, they take away your peace so you can’t find your light, they take away your hopes so you won’t dream about being free from them, they take away yourself so that you can’t remember that you are strong. So allow my words to serve as your reminder. You are strong. You have so many goals, hopes, and dreams within you that are waiting on you to set them loose upon the world. You have a light within you that is ready to shine brightly into others, who seem to have forgotten about their own. You have a voice that wants to be heard. You are none of the labels and judgements that you’ve been forced to wear. It’s time. It’s time to remove those labels and negative words that were placed on you and be free. You deserve the world. Just saying.
If they try to make you feel guilty break loose.
Uncomfortable Truth #3: The only thing worse than guilt is believing you are guilty when you are not.
Don’t ever feel guilty over just being a human. If someone tries to make you feel guilty, as if you are always the one who is wrong in every situation, it’s time to leave. Carrying around a strong sense of guilt will eventually break you down to nothing. You’re much stronger than you believe. How can you feel like nothing when you are in fact the world to so many people, including yourself. And that’s what scares the ones that hurt you. They know that you are someone special, so they shame you for being who you are, in a poor attempt to shatter you and keep you contained inside of a box. You’re bigger than that box that they’ve stored you in. It’s time to break free. It’s time to let go. It’s time to allow yourself to truly live again, without any of the burdens they have placed on you. No more guilt. You deserve the world. Just saying.
If they try to control you break free.
Uncomfortable Truth #2: You’re only given two choices in life, you choose to either be in of control yourself, or allow someone else to have control over you.
Ask yourself, if I were a parent and my son/daughter told me about their current situation or problem what would my advice be to them? Now apply that to yourself. Imagine you are your own parent who has been presented with your own problems or issues. What would you say to yourself? Talking to yourself from the perspective of a loving parent, you begin to realize that you only want the best for yourself and a parent would talk to you with unconditional love and support. Sometimes the only way to fix your situation, is to take yourself outside of it, and honestly see it for what it is. You deserve the world. Just saying.
Being accused of cheating? Well here’s an uncomfortable truth for you. Cheaters tend to believe that everyone cheats, and liars believe that everyone lies. So if you aren’t a liar or a cheat, remember this when being accused. Consider this as personal insight for you, rather than ammunition to use against someone. If you are innocent of lying and cheating and you’re constantly being accused of it, then you might want to ask yourself, if this relationship still fits, or are you squeezing yourself into it, trying to make it fit? Lose the baggage that is no longer serving you. You can be alone and find comfort in living your truth, rather than being tied to someone that sees you as nothing more than a liar. You deserve the world remember that. Just saying.
I once read that it is possible to trick someone’s brain into falling in love with you. All you gotta do is look into their left eye first, down to their lips, and then look into their right eye. Do this 3 times in a row and viola! They are in love. Life would’ve been so much easier if I had known this before. I could’ve made my professors fall madly in love with me and they would’ve given me much better grades on exams. I could’ve used this little diddy on my insurance agent in order to receive lower rates. The possibilities are endless! I should hope that this is just someone spouting out fuckery for light amusement and not actually true. Otherwise, I’m going to be questioning whether or not I was ever truly in love. Damn you internet!
There is always a drop of truth behind the phrase, “Just kidding”.
You don’t even think that 80% of the shit that you did was wrong. So how can you apologize?
You are like someone who shoots another person in the face, and apologizes to them for the mess that it made on the floor.
Dear self,
I'm a pretty decent person these days, and have been for awhile. You just forgot to notice. You would like me.
Sometimes people get stuck in the past. They can’t seem to move. Like they are standing on a swinging bridge and they are afraid of heights. Rather than moving forward they are holding on to the rope behind them, out of fear. They haven’t realized that no one is coming to save them, and they will remain stuck on the bridge by standing in the same spot waiting, hoping, but not doing anything to free themselves. It’s only when they allow themselves to let go of the rope, and face their fear of moving forward, and leaving the past behind them will they finally be able to move. You can’t see what lies ahead if you’re stuck in one spot.
LET GO OF THE ROPE!
One day I shall plant seeds in the ground and watch them sprout into beautiful things. They will grow tall and strong. Their roots will be sturdy and thick, Burrowed into the earth like claws defying all that try to unearth them. They will reach upwards towards the heavens entangling their vines in long twisted masses attempting to steal the light from the sun. They will drink the falling rain greedily and take all the nutrients that the earth provides. They will be wild and untamable, immutable and powerful. They will be beautifully coiled And dotted with flowers Along with a few thorns. to keep all who dare to uproot them weary. Their leaves will be scarred Telling the story of how they once broke through the earth. They will provide beauty and shade. They will also heal All that is broken, damaged, and discarded. I will name my seeds, STRENGTH LOVE HOPE and TRUTH and though many will try to destroy them It will be an impossible endeavor For they will only grow taller And their seeds will fall to the ground. Giving birth to more like them. Until it will be impossible to deny their existence.
Fickle men, fickle women, fickle people, fickle. When did fickleness become the running theme? I long for the days when men told you how they felt, when women let you know exactly where they stood, when people didn’t give a fuck and just laid it all out there. Maybe it’s me. Maybe I’m not good at deciphering the elusive language of Fickle. I just need someone, anyone to tell me, point blank. Where we are? What we are doing, and why we are here? Fickledy fuck! It’s not that hard. Fuck fickle.
I told Ai to draw a picture of me and this is what it came up with. 3 fingers, hunched over, wearing a scarf and a sleeveless shirt, and looking off to the side with only my bottom lip painted red and my lip poked out… I’d say Ai completely nailed this assignment! Good job Ai!!! You’ve truly captured my inner essence. Asshole.