Forwarded from Beneath the facades
'Some days I’m Van Gogh’s Starry Night other days I’m his suicide letter'
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Forwarded from Lost·In·Pieces (♥︎)
Millions of people have decided not to be sensitive. They have grown thick skins around themselves just to avoid being hurt by anybody. But it is at great cost. Nobody can hurt them, but nobody can make them happy either.
— Osho
— Osho
Forwarded from apparently i’m still alive (Regina phalanges)
I sometimes stare at my pictures and wander why i was laughing , was it from my heart, was i really laughing or was it for the picture? My eyes don't speak anything , they are immobile on the lens of the camera and i stare at them too much , at my teeth and will delete it cause it creeps me out , it is like am looking a stranger and why would i have a strangers picture
Forwarded from Thoughts Hub (Hubeyb☁️)
The only thing that they see in you is laziness, boredom, grumbling and fatigue, no one sees your diligence, your wars, your desperate attempts to reach, and they look at you in astonishment.
Forwarded from Thoughts Hub (Hubeyb☁️)
How can I describe it to you if you don't see it? It is a form not just a feeling, look at my face pallor, pay attention to my lethargy, to my slow walk, to my eyes, my isolation, listen to my silence, look at my calmness, read what I write and you will know what cushioning my ribs.
Why do I keep feeding my depression? I don’t know why I constantly push my self to the point that self pity makes everything, even the pain feel better?