Dysphoria

[ghostresidues]

really obsessed with amanda kelly’s work at the moment… she creates miniatures inspired by her mental health, pop culture, + the environment. i think my favourite piece of hers is Her Bed

[themindmovement]

“I have found both freedom and safety in my madness; the freedom of loneliness and the safety from being understood, for those who understand us enslave something in us.”

— Kahlil Gibran, The Madman

[virginiewoolf]

“It’s just that I belong in the quietest quiet, that’s what’s right for me.”

— Franz Kafka, in a letter to Milena Jesenská, from Letters to Milena

[drugstoreperfume]

im writing this email and wishing you well mama we all go to hell

[wedarkacademia]

"If I lived by the sea I would never be really sad. I get an immense sense of eternity and peace from the ocean. I can lose myself in staring at it hour after hour." - Sylvia Plath

[lifeinpoetry]

“I did not know how to get / out of the world, or how to stay—”

— — Sharon Olds, from “Easter 1960,” One Secret Thing

[wearyscribbles]

A calm during the storm

[wearyscribbles]

If someone were to ask me, "how are you?"

I'd tell them I am great i feel like the king of the world

Heavy is the head that wears the crown

If only I could take it off, roll it on the ground gently

Roll it upwards and bounce it on my knees

If only I could take it off, kick it to the skies and it never comes back

But no one asked me how I am today so like nvm

[wearyscribbles]

^

I had a chance to do good I went chicken feet

I did entertain fantasies I didn't follow through

I did paddle on the shores and you sailed through the sea

Those were firstlings of my heart too but my hands were weak

Now I pray to volatility and holler along the beach

^

[wearyscribbles]

Visions and Indecisions

The odds look impossible

The sky looks ominous

The air is thick with prophecy

The clouds are gathering,

There is no clarity

And I like my apathy

[wearyscribbles]

If ~

[wearyscribbles]

Let's hang out!

No thanks.

[wearyscribbles]

;pause;

A bird who worked all of summer and took a break in winters

Died in the cold and couldn't migrate with its folks

Past is the vain activity and futile struggle of the spring time

Here comes lethargy, remorseful tranquillity and impending resignation

[wearyscribbles]

I can't save you. I can't even save myself.

My friend talks to me in whispers

My friend looks at me with wonder

There is a purity in my friend's eyes, unadulterated ignorance

Inexperience and quitetude surrounds my friend's being

If I were a good person I had stay by my friend's side

Stand next to my friend and slower my pace

Isn't that what friends do? Hold on to you?

But I hate going slow. I am a mess myself.

And it gets me low. But how can I guide you, my friend? Idon't know the way.

Even if I did. Even if I could help you.

I aint no saint. I can't keep you sane.

We are both equally loons. But I learnt to fit.

I wear a mask. An imposter sheep.

You mistook me for someone else.

I aint what you see. I need to flee.

You exhaust me so. You are too much.

Get a clue. Go weave a mask.

No one will come, to lend you a hand- unless you fake a new identity.

Because, my friend! We all are maimed by our latent insanity.

[wearyscribbles]

Your prison sentence is over

I cant wait to leave this shithole

They treat us like prisoners

We succumb to their bluffs

Have no respect but bow to the power they wield

I have lived 21 years of my life in bitter agony here

Swallowing my rage and spitting in the confines of a bathroom stall

They sneered at us and we sneered at them

It was an endless battles of wits vs scorn

Until it ended just now for us, up come next,

I don't know if I won or if they got me

Now days are hard and nights are long

My daily existence revolved around the four walls of an educational institute

Loathing every moment of it, but it was part of my redundant routine

Now look at me? Lost in the face of an abyss

A gaping whirlwind of uncertainty and self sufficiency

French the Llama! My future is a black hole, sucking me in!

For seen dangers are a bore

But those unseen they bore you into a frozen ocean of an ambiguious squalor

[wearyscribbles]

Finger Ache

My wrists are bad tonight, yes bad!

Ever since the company updated their model, I have been having pain in my finger joints.

Omg! That is relatable af. ~ Typed an other set of unsteady fingers with ninja speed.

[tedxlcwu-blog]

Today our team held an interactive meeting w/ our ambassadors from different institutes & was gratified by their response! It started with an account of our ambassadors’ previous experiences with TED talks online and how they’d influenced their lives and culminated in to a reading of their undertaking to the duties of being a TEDxLCWU ambassador. Our team gave a brief presentation about TEDx guidelines that they need to abide by during their TEDxLCWU related professional and personal discourse. Lastly ,we had all our teams come together as one and discuss their progress in their respective endeavors. #TEDxLCWU #LetsACT #9thDecember2017 (at LCWU - Lahore College for Women University)