The thought that everyone is constantly laughing at me is embedded deep in mind. “Are they laughing at me?” “Is something wrong with my clothes?” “Do they not like me?” “Why did he glance at me?” I make myself think that I don’t care what people think, that I do what I do for my own enjoyment. But deep inside, every look, every snare, every word against me, just creates a larger hole in my heart.
I loved you before I was born. It doesn’t make sense, I know. I saw your eyes before I had eyes to see. And I’ve lived longing for your every look ever since. That longing entered time as this body. And the longing grew as this body waxed. And the longing grows as this body wanes. That longing will outlive this body. I know. Long before eternity, I caught a glimpse of your neck and shoulders, your ankles and toes. And I’ve been lonely for you from that instant. I know I loved you before I was born. It makes no sense.
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I loved you before I was born. It doesn’t make sense, I know. I saw your eyes before I had eyes to see. And I’ve lived longing for your every look ever since. That longing entered time as this body. And the longing grew as this body waxed. And the longing…
Love is this for me......so beautifulllll🖤🖤🖤🖤
Forwarded from 𝐕𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐁𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡
but i want to ask what is wrong
with being dark and heavy
with feet firmly on soil?
with being dark and heavy
with feet firmly on soil?
Her eyes are a little swollen. She has flushed them with water after a night of crying and thinks no one will notice. But in reality everything is noticeable, so the funeral guests have left her alone. Not out of respect but out of fear, because the world is afraid of those who cry.
Forwarded from Insurmountable grief
"I do not want much of a present, anyway, this year. After all, I am alive only by accident."
-sylvia plath
-sylvia plath
Forwarded from 𝐕𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐁𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡
It’s december 31st.
It’s actually 11:53 p.m.
And as I begin to roll towards January, I just want to thank this strong-broken soul for surviving another year, for showing fortitude in the face of all the tragedies, traumas, and disasters. This year wasn't as tough as the pervious ones, I was not well on the psychological and health front,
but today I feel proud of this soul that's held inside my body for surviving so much and remaining powerful despite the odds. But regardless of what has happened, I have outlined plenty of goals and I intend to accomplish them
I, surely have grown and learnt a lot but still, I want to learn more over and over again because just as a coin has two sides, and so is life, I know there are still difficulties left for me and I'm ready for whatever that waits for me
It’s actually 11:53 p.m.
And as I begin to roll towards January, I just want to thank this strong-broken soul for surviving another year, for showing fortitude in the face of all the tragedies, traumas, and disasters. This year wasn't as tough as the pervious ones, I was not well on the psychological and health front,
but today I feel proud of this soul that's held inside my body for surviving so much and remaining powerful despite the odds. But regardless of what has happened, I have outlined plenty of goals and I intend to accomplish them
I, surely have grown and learnt a lot but still, I want to learn more over and over again because just as a coin has two sides, and so is life, I know there are still difficulties left for me and I'm ready for whatever that waits for me