“The worst pain… isn’t the pain you feel at the time, it’s the pain you feel later on when there’s nothing you can do about it. They say that time heals all wounds, but we never live long enough to test that theory…”

...so I questioned everything in life for you ..nature...people...feelings...emotions ...even God...I questioned God for you...some may deprecate what I did for you.and call me dismal and valiant and trash but I was ready for all of that cause if I couldn't save you I could at least go through all the abasement one can face...the world would have dragged me through the dirt and disdain me or spit on me and I wouldn't say anything cause I loved you enough for it...I fell for you enough to go through all of it...I would get dragged through eternal death and hell for you all because you deserved it...all because the world owed you this...all because you bled long enough...
-Yeab T🌓-

She stared at the sun like it was the answer to all her misery...if only she had stared long enough
-Yeab T🥀-

You are nostalgic because you are sincere, because you are clearly disturbed by the fluctuation, because you deeply care about the meaning, because you are more serious, because your feelings are real, because they are constant and do not change by action of time or situation.

But her face is tired, her sadness is overpowering, and under her eyes is an endless night.

Thoughts hub

This world made me feel abnormal because I felt too much and felt nothing at the same time.

This world broke my heart to pieces.

Headaches emanating from bustling and jostling of people enveloping me.Anarchy of holiday season preparation; deliberate air-passing mixing with the miserable stench of my failure making me nauseous.An eerily-awful DJing of music from the "beer-bar"..Plays initially with butt-worth-shaking tunes and continues in a rowdy tone distorting symphony. I look at the face of the tomato seller and all the sound makes her like a Da Vinci.Lo and behold,buses moving to and fro. Echolaccs, polyethene bags,sacks and "Ghana must go";people are wandering in the circle with.The fleeting moments of euphoria I can't bottle;words ascend from the lump-mucus of my throat, I sighed and enjoyed the festivity as well.Families meeting with flowery caresses, comfort intimacy unlocking the euphoria in each of them raying peace earned from the unison and hurling away their melancholies.

-IOS

I can't get my breath to my heart.

I spend my whole life looking for answers, because I think the next answer will change something, maybe make me a little less miserable. And I know that when I run out of questions I don't just run out of answers, I run out of hope.

How I love that part🖤🖤🖤

“I tell myself that the sea ceaselessly thundering these days and nights in front of me is why all my dreams are filled with your presence. Thus, in my heart, you are united with an eternal element, the sea.”

opening a woman wide will never help you to find out what she is made of, the woman components are invisible, only when you love her enough you see all the invisible things in her.

"Yet each man kills the thing he loves, by each let this be heard, some do it with a bitter look, some with a flattering word. The coward does it with a kiss, the brave man with a sword!"

- Oscar Wilde

"Maybe...you'll fall in love with me all over again."
"Hell," I said, "I love you enough now. What do you want to do? Ruin me?"
"Yes. I want to ruin you."
"Good," I said. "That's what I want too."

- Earnest Hemingway: A Farewell To Arms

"I hope she'll be a fool -- that's the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.” 

- F. Scott Fitzgerald: The Great Gatsby

 

Did I use love to save my own existence?