C.H.A.O.S

Anarchist at heart with a chaotic mind

[quotespile]

“When however small a measure of jealousy is mixed with misunderstanding, there is always going to be trouble.”

— John Irving, A Prayer for Owen Meany

[blabbershere]

Perhaps that's how he sees me now. I can't blame him. Not every love is meant to last...

[desorden-en-letras]

Te piden tiempo pero el tiempo es limitado.

Rosemi

[silent-insanities]

I thought I'd know who I am by now.

[blabbershere]

The Mask Must Stay

They keep telling me

this is not my place

that someday,

I will have to leave.

So maybe it’s fair

to stop calling it mine.

It never belonged to me.

I need to let go

of these quiet, aching attachments

that feel so

unnecessary.

Because my comfort zone

stands on their shoulders,

and if I ever want to tear it down

I have to let them go.

I probably need

to stop calling them family.

Just strangers now,

strangers I owe only

respectful words,

nothing more.

As a kid,

I thought the mask

was something I had to hold.

Because that is what,

I was taught and told.

But now,

I wonder

if the mask

was the real thing all along.

Somethings just never grow old,

A smile stiched in silence,

Seeing all the violence.

A childhood of pretending,

I guess that wasn't the ending.

I took detour into feeling,

Without the mask,

I was healing.

But now it must be worn again.

It must not come off—

not anymore.

Sometimes, it’s just

better

to stay that way.

I don’t need to be understood.

I thought, I did

But not anymore.

Maybe it’s better

if they let me be.

Because the mask—

it’s all they'll ever

see.

They must never get the chance

to see through

this soul.

Not even once.

Not because

they don’t deserve to,

but because

they wouldn’t

like my nerve.

The mask.

The face.

The smile,

the grace.

You must embrace—

what keeps you safe.

— Ruth Winters / The Mask Must Stays

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If you went back in time and fixed the mistakes you have ever made in life, you would erase yourself.

— Anonymous

[blabbershere]

"I hope we never meet again," I said, my voice barely steady to Anxiety.

Anxiety, ever present, let out a quiet laugh, the kind that sends a shiver through your bones. "One can hope for sure," it whispered, leaning in close. "But that's all you can do."

— Conversations with Anxiety

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I was burning, while you came blaming me for the smell of ashes.

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Somedays, I feel that I belong nowhere, to no one. I pour myself out, watering others until I'm drained. Yet, I'm just a stranger belonging only to myself.

— Ruth Winters // Belonging

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[onlinecounsellingcollege]

"It's not about who want you. It's about who values and respects you." - Unknown

[remanence-of-love]

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