sometimes when you’re stuck inside for too long, you think it’s the only reality that there’s no way out. you get used to it learn how to breathe under water bleed yourself so you’d become lighter cross your heart and swear “forever”. and then you got out into a world where there were millions andContinue reading “worthy”
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love
What is worse suffering while being in love or protecting oneself from getting hurt and spending eternity alone? t.l.
We are who we are
I don’t know what’s worse: to not know what you are and be happy, or to become what you’ve always wanted to be, and feel alone. Daniel Keyes – Flowers for Algernon Isn’t it obvious that we are everything and nothing at all? that who we are today isn’t who we will be tomorrow thatContinue reading “We are who we are”
I love you
I’m sorry for crying for waking up wanting to die for carrying this weight day and night. I’m sorry for disliking you and trying to free myself from the words they told you for thinking life is cruel and that’s why I have to be cruel to you. I’m sorry. I love you. And IContinue reading “I love you”
scars
let me in I want to see your scars, your sins the way you hold yourself up when everything begins crashing down on you. t.l.
Restless
Tons of work to do but instead, I’m pacing restlessly, impatiently looking for things to distract myself from nothing. t.l.
Stay
The things we feel we project to our surroundings and no matter how much we love love it will end up hurting us. one person who’s nearly at the end of their relationships if they asked me, should I go or should I stay? I’d say, stay until you can no longer endure it, thenContinue reading “Stay”
False hope
Silence is better than false hope. Once you let them go, don’t hurt them by reappearing again. t.l. I hope you know I’m suffering too.
Escaped bird that came back home
Update on the bird escape incident. One lovebird managed to find its way home. I’m so glad she’s safe. Poor thing was starving, the first thing she did when she’s back in her cage was eating as much as she could. I don’t know if her friends are still out there or if they madeContinue reading “Escaped bird that came back home”
Honey
There is too much suffering in the world, could I pass by it without a flinch? could I keep going like nothing happened? It’s a gift yet a punishment to feel this much, this intensely. t.l. I’m drawn to agony like bees to honey.
Tsunami of Words 