some things just don't work. situations don't get better. people don't change. relationships no longer go back to the way they used to.
most of the times, we are aware of this, yet we keep turning a blind eye. we want to keep trying. we want to hold on. we are hanging on that small percentage that maybe...maybe this is just a phase, it will be okay soon.
but "sometimes, you just have to be done." you have to finish that chapter of your life and move on to the next.
most of the times, we are aware of this, yet we keep turning a blind eye. we want to keep trying. we want to hold on. we are hanging on that small percentage that maybe...maybe this is just a phase, it will be okay soon.
but "sometimes, you just have to be done." you have to finish that chapter of your life and move on to the next.
Hiding things from our lovable ones ? "you shouldn't hide things from the people you love" , that's what is said , Here you are , Questioning yourself, Am I loved enough to be accepted for who am truly is, with all my flaws,or do I love enough ,to put in trust, And to be comfortable showing who I am ,or I have to hide some parts of me , whether they are my weakest or stongest parts , I hope one day you find people who you love so much to trust them with who you truly are , with the real person you are, and to be loved enough to be trusted ,to have your loved ones showing you who they really are , to be close to all the details the people you love might be afraid to show everyone else but you.
My dear self , I forgive you for your past mistakes, for your slips and misses , for your hesitation sometimes, for your past rapid stupid decisions, for your continuous overthinking, for your late nights and cursing in the mornings , for being exhausted sometimes, for your busy mind and heavy heart ,for your cold feat and hallow chest,But mostly I salute you for satnding up upon sliping , for correcting repairable mistakes , for being by your own side , for giving your wounds time to heal , for enduring sarrow, for keeping your soul intact.
I wish I can live in my own bubble..
With no regrets, no feelings and no bad things to get hurt about.
With no regrets, no feelings and no bad things to get hurt about.
"I've always assumed that love is a dangerous disadvantage, thank you for the final proof."
—Sherlock Holmes.
—Sherlock Holmes.
I'm in a love and hate relationship with myself. Some days, I wake up and stare at myself in the mirror appreciating the beauty of my abstraction. Some days, I feel like I am worthy and good enough. I feel like I am on the right track because I am following my heart. My passion is turning my dreams into a reality. Yet sometimes, I hate who and what I am. Anxiety cripples me and overthinking feeds my storm brazen mind with horrible thoughts. I hate my voice, I hate my face, I hate my past, I hate my current state, I hate the way I chose to live this once in a lifetime existence—my mind convinces me to hate my life and I just want to disappear into million facets of blood diamonds.
But everytime I hate myself, I remember how strong I am. I am blessed to wake up for another morning. I have what I want. I have a strong personality and a mature mindset. I am beautiful. The heavens breathed life into me because I am to carry out a mission nobody in this world can ever do. I have a calling nobody will ever choose. I am to walk the road nobody will find. We all want to die but the truth is, we just want to kill the parts of ourselves that stops us from becoming a better person. That part of us keeps us going until we find a way to remove it inside of us. The more I hate myself, the more I love being who I am. And I keep falling in love with life again, just like that.
But everytime I hate myself, I remember how strong I am. I am blessed to wake up for another morning. I have what I want. I have a strong personality and a mature mindset. I am beautiful. The heavens breathed life into me because I am to carry out a mission nobody in this world can ever do. I have a calling nobody will ever choose. I am to walk the road nobody will find. We all want to die but the truth is, we just want to kill the parts of ourselves that stops us from becoming a better person. That part of us keeps us going until we find a way to remove it inside of us. The more I hate myself, the more I love being who I am. And I keep falling in love with life again, just like that.
If one of your promises gets broken, all of your promises will be useless.