Forwarded from Thought Entries (Mike)
After all, what is happiness? Love, they tell me. But love doesn't bring and never has brought happiness. On the contrary, it's a constant state of anxiety, a battlefield; it's sleepless nights, asking ourselves all the time if we're doing the right thing. Real love is composed of ecstasy and agony.
@fursatanya
@fursatanya
Forwarded from LostยทInยทPieces (โฅ๏ธ)
We donโt choose who we fall in love with, thatโs never been the case. you donโt look at someone and think, โiโm going to fall in love with you.โ love is a chance encounter lead by the possibilities of a certain chemical reaction formulating in your brain. thatโs why you donโt fall for everyone you meet, itโs always the most unexpected ones.
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Take me home๐
Forwarded from โข ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ค๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฎ๐ด โข (raen.)
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Missing home is a pain I have always felt ever since I was a child I still feel it deeply.....my heart still hurts and aches๐
Forwarded from Twisted (LizzY๐๐๐)
I wish mental illness was how it is in the movies; crying in your bathtub at 2 am and doing all of these wild things, and someone coming along to save you. But in reality you just lock yourself in your room all day and stare at the ceiling; and the world keeps moving around you but you just stand still.
Forwarded from Eา M าOา Tา Iา Oา Nา Sา (Dax ๐ซ)
N this is what I learned...
There is growth, if there is change;
There is hope, if there is pain;
___________
@lovedquots ๐ฏ
There is growth, if there is change;
There is hope, if there is pain;
___________
@lovedquots ๐ฏ
Forwarded from Thought Entries (Nahili)
I don't dance or sing
Neither do I read nor write.
But I hope I'm your ballerina or lullaby
Your favorite author or story line.
@fursatanya
Neither do I read nor write.
But I hope I'm your ballerina or lullaby
Your favorite author or story line.
@fursatanya
Forwarded from Thought Entries (Nahili)
The most ironic things of all,
Is the fact that you are my sunshine, but you're also my darkness.
You're my joy, yet you're also my tears.
You're my dreams, yet you're also my fears.
You, my love, are my cure, but you're also the disease.
Funny how you're the one who fixes me when I'm shattered; yet you're also the one who breaks each and every time.
- j.m @fursatanya
Is the fact that you are my sunshine, but you're also my darkness.
You're my joy, yet you're also my tears.
You're my dreams, yet you're also my fears.
You, my love, are my cure, but you're also the disease.
Funny how you're the one who fixes me when I'm shattered; yet you're also the one who breaks each and every time.
- j.m @fursatanya
Forwarded from Twisted (Harriet)
I feel like screaming as loud as I could but I'm scared to do so because I imagine this scenario where the moment I do start screaming a dark foggy smoke will come out of my mouth filled with all the hate and pain I have ever felt.
Forwarded from Twisted (Harriet)
"And all of the sudden I felt really tired
Like the world had drained me for everything that I had"
Like the world had drained me for everything that I had"
Forwarded from Inscriptions
Status= tired
Am just tired in every sense of both the word and the world.
Am just tired in every sense of both the word and the world.
Missing home is painful๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐