i rarely re-read but always keep them at heart,the journey they take me to.
Looks like it’s kindle time again and a reread too.
Together, I am isolated. Alone, I bloom.
hey, come on, there is nothing more blissful than crossing the bridge instead of jumping off of it.
Art by @kmcvisuals
Maybe the only lesson life has for us is love for what we were, for what we are, and for what waits, even as we slip into whatever comes after.
Death will find me dead.
Fear is long gone.
Your right, but feelings and moods change maybe sometimes you will realize that it was not shit.
guys
what does it mean if you hurt someone
and
you don’t feel anything
…
asking for a friend
…
All the romance. All the dreams. All the love. we thought to give but never did, at some point fades away and we are left to settle with anything that works. In the end its only what we never wanted to become, to have, to reflect that we cheer with.
And even if you can’t win, do the thing. Only in performing can you understand that you failed and to try is far better than to admire.
Do the thing, and when you fail then you can decide whether to learn or to run.
Am an empty lot anything can fill yet, am so full of nothingness for something to fit in. Am in a state of despondency that nobody can revive my forlornness, am greatly agitated with myself, thus get scared for you my love when you say that you love me.
art by @kmcvisuals
But it’s been hard to let them know that all I need now is not Lethargy, or Trazodone, or Sertraline.
I need a heart that can beat when mine is trembling, a face that can smile when mine is sad-locked, and a person who can accept that I am in a dangerous mood.
Maybe all that we want is already taken— no matter how much we cry, yearn, lament, we never seem to get what we seek.