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My own brain is to me the most unaccountable of machinery,always buzzing,humming,soaring,roaring,diving and then buried in mud.🥀
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Forwarded from Flawsome_poetry (Me)
But what else am I supposed to do
when your hair is soft and your eyes are blue.
And my heart turns over at the sound of your name
only you smile at me the way friends usually do.
I am more of a mess than a rainy day
because you have no idea I feel this way.
Forwarded from Our Side of the Story (Debbie)
I sometimes forget I'm a human being. I expect too much from myself, wanting to accomplish something that wasn't meant to be accomplished at this certain time of my life. Which resulted lack of satisfaction in everything that I do, because I always expect to do more than I already did. Yes! I do believe encouraging yourself to do more for the person you want to become tomorrow is a necessity but pressuring yourself to do more than you're able to? And risking your mental health and health in general? No❤️

Appreciate and applaud yourself for what you have accomplished. Don't let the
"I could have done more" make you any less proud of how far you have come along this path!

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Forwarded from Thoughts Hub (Hubeyb☁️)
When you look at the depressed, you know exactly why God created Poets. Who else scream for them?

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I pretend to smile as I walk by. They don't know my real mind. Hidden from the outside. You don't see how I cry,all the time.
Why would you want to be me?
Forwarded from Thoughts Hub (Thomas)
"What is that you want in life?" she asked. "To exist," he answered. After a while he killed himself, and on his grave she wrote, "you existed in me." The word he searched for his entire lifetime, the reassurance of his existence, and yet he was too cold to see it burning.
I think I will just die in my sleep without a reason if I don't get to travel the world.
There is something about places like this 👆that make me feel at home....and I rarely feel at home...like never
Which makes me remember a writing I wrote once