Bringing Back My Own Personal Space

I’m Nemo. Formerly known as “so-hear—thisplease” if we used to talk, let’s get back to it. I’m 26 now, and have rediscovered myself. This will be filled with all sorts of things I like, as well as personal posts. Please say hi, I would love to meet all of you. Ask me for my socials as well if you’d like!

[thoughtkick]

“No, I’m not ok. But I haven’t been ok since I was 11, maybe 12. I am still here though. I’m still breathing. For me, sometimes, that will have to be enough.”

Clementine von Radics (via thoughtkick)

[youcancallme-nemo]

Update:

That day did work out. She had a meeting. We’ve talked about things since then. I feel bad sometimes. We talk about things, and there is starting to be a really good path for communication, but she cries. She told me about it though. Any time she feels any kind of emotion, whether happy or sad (she gave an example of how her boss complimented her on her work one time and she got emotional), she cries. I really always try and stress that anytime I say anything, it’s not condemning. I just want open communication, reception, and understanding together. I feel like every time we have a short little talk, and she cries a little, and I hold her and tell her how happy I am where we’re headed, that wall comes down just a little bit more. We’re getting better at it, and that’s all I’m hoping for.

[classyhustleronline-deactivated]

Jeroen van Wijngaarden

[quietvoiced]

[fuq-off-and-on]

Sometimes you just need to hear how much you mean to someone

[extramadness]

[axngelic-princess]

in love ♡

[youcancallme-nemo]

Where this is headed.

I think I’m mainly going to turn this into a journal of some sorts. Probably a lot of personal posts. I don’t feel like I have any private medium in my life. So while I don’t have any followers, nor do my parents or girlfriend know this account, I can finally speak freely.

That being said, I can already feel that her and I are done. It’s the worst feeling. This is a different kind of heartache. I just read somewhere that the opposite of love is indifference. That word came up in one of our conversations. It hurts. I feel like she’s dragging her feet, or keeping me at arm’s reach. I’m not “included” or talked to about future plans. It had almost been a year now, and there hasn’t been any real response when I try and talk about these things. Now, today was the first morning that I haven’t heard anything from her. I never text her first, because she’s a light sleeper. She knows I don’t want to wake her up. But now, I haven’t heard anything from her this morning. I want to give her the benefit of the doubt. Maybe she had an early meeting I didn’t know about, maybe she was busy getting ready because she overslept, maybe.... but maybe she just doesn’t want me anymore

[fatimamononoke]

just wanna lay in silence with somebody who cares about my emotional wellbeing

[hotelcaiette]

do you ever just wanna sit next to someone and listen to everything they could possibly say about anything ever just because you like their face and their voice and their general existence 

[pd-rat]

nothing like chronic emptiness haha am i rIGHT guys

[strawberryspoons]

Interviewer: where do you see yourself in 5 years?

Me: I used escapist fantasies as a coping mechanism to get through years of trauma and therefore never learned how to plan for a real life future

[psycellium]

Feeling exhausted all the time is exhausting.

[syntacked]

With you, I ignored the warning signs.

Unknown (via syntacked)

[thegoodvybe]

[extramadness]

[catscatscatss]

[bunjywunjy]

I want to know what kind of face the owner made to get that response

[emmi-kat]