Le pedí a chatgpt que basándose en lo que conoce de mi creara a mi alma gemela... Parece más a una manic pixie dream girl pero no estaría nada mal
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Le pedí a chatgpt que basándose en lo que conoce de mi creara a mi alma gemela... Parece más a una manic pixie dream girl pero no estaría nada mal
Tanto dolor y diferentes tragedias personales que nadie sabe, es difícil seguir teniendo ganas
Lo que yo quiero es ahora solo un sueño, dos días seguidos soñando que me quieres como antes, que me das cariño, que te importo, solo sueños ahora y mi sueño se acabó.
- j (x)
Buddha taught desire is the cause of suffering, and therefore desire must be extinguished to attain peace.
For Christians the Way to peace is to surrender to God and submit to His will. Everything happens in accordance to God’s will. Everything is as God wants it to be, and happens as He wants it to happen. Gods will is unavoidable anyway!
But if we know God is loving and wise then we are able to trust God and have confidence in His will. We realise everything is as it should be. We can accept things as they are. We learn there is nothing to fear, and then submission to Gods will comes easily.
Franz Kafka
“Please, I want so badly for the good things to happen.”
— Sylvia Plath, 3 months before her suicide. (via kozlovka)
“The darkness is leaking from the cracks. I cannot contain it. I cannot contain my life.”
— Sylvia Plath, “Three Women,” from The Collected Poems (via mnimosino)
Lord, help me out
I'd take my life but I'm in doubt
Just where my soul will lie...
deep in the earth or way up in the sky Lord, can you hear me when I call? Lord, can you hear me, hear me at all? All my loves left my side
Can't get enough of life to keep me satisfied Oh I've lost about everything Lord, look what shape I am in
“So, if you are too tired to speak, sit next to me because I, too, am fluent in silence.”
— R. Arnold