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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.🥀
For any ideas or a friend
@chesed_29
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Forwarded from 😹Funny 😻 Cute 😻 Kitties😹 (𝑋𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑦)
“It is our choices . . . that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities.”

© J. K. Rowling

@silentheartsxo
Will someone love this no good of a soul?
Forwarded from Nah zone
I feel - drained. It is a blank state of mind and soul I cannot describe to you as I think it would not make any difference. Also it is a very private feeling I have - that of melting into a perpetual nervous breakdown. I am often questioning myself what I further want to do, who I further wish to be; which parts of me, exactly, are still functioning properly. No answers, darling. At all.
-Anne Sexton
Forwarded from Budapest dreams
Can't wait till i start leaving a life where i don't have to worry about curfews and deadline and pricetags and dress codes
why they wanna medicate me like a sick joke?
There are stories only you have to tell, because there is no one who looks at the world in the way you do. There is no one else who listens to the whispers tucked in a soft breeze or understands the wilting petals whimpering. There is no one who feels the earth in the way you do. You are the one.
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I have always told myself repeatedly that the reason that people left me is because I wasn't worth it."I amnot worth enough for someone to stay..I am just the non deserving one who seem to spoil everything fresh in life. I am destined to rot everything good in life..maybe I am just weak a branch unable to hold the fruit that sweetened my life and make it worth of being a branch..cause what is a branch without its ability to hold a fruit." I thought there was something wrong with me. Something abnormal of me to why they did the thing they did. Maybe the repetition of people being sick of who I am made me believe it after all.I have always had a hard time opening up for people because I fear that if I become too vulnerable they will leave too...if they see something in me that everyone saw when they left. To lower that guard down...To want to be loved...takes too much. I despised myself for wanting to be cared for and loved for once. This is a reminder that it's ok to feel this way. I have to go easy on myself. This is the first step.🖤🖤🖤
I would simp for this man day in day out.🖤🖤🖤
Someone?
Make love with hands🖤
I can't stand with being FAKE!
Forwarded from Beneath the facades
I want to explain how exhausted I am. Even in my dreams.How I wake up tired. How I'm being drowned by some kind of black wave.
Forwarded from Nah zone
Fight club 1999