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High-school life gets even more unbearable for Nadine when her best friend, Krista, starts dating her older brother in....
π¬The Edge Of Seventeen
Starringπ: Hailee Steinfeld, Woody Harrelson, Haley Lu Richardson, Blake Jenner & Kyra Sedgwick
IMDB βοΈ7.3
Rotten Tomatoes π 94
#recommendations
π¬The Edge Of Seventeen
2016Starringπ: Hailee Steinfeld, Woody Harrelson, Haley Lu Richardson, Blake Jenner & Kyra Sedgwick
IMDB βοΈ7.3
Rotten Tomatoes π 94
#recommendations
Nothing feeds on your soul like the guilt of not ceasing past moments while they happened. I think the grief of my soul mostly came from the grief of not having lived my past life. Not having been present in my body while life was happening to me. All the love I have never felt even though I doubt there was any. All the cuts I have endured without crying or shedding a tear. My mother's touch I have taken for granted. My father's smile I wish I had stared longer at. Questions I tried to not let devour me. The hurt I shadowed wondering if my pain had epic enough reason for others, questioning my own bloody hands and the torture my stomach felt as it suffers the judgments I put on it,whispering to it "are you real?" "Is this real?" Only causing my heart suffer day in day out. I still ask myself "Have those days passed?" And I can't shrug off that huge NO. but still I mourn. Every pain like a new freshly cut wound. But it still doesnt make up for the longing I feel in my heart as it fights to feel what it couldn't in the past.
-Yeab Tπ¬
-Yeab Tπ¬
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For once I want to be nurtured and cared for. Without asking. Without showing that I am in a real need of it. Without having to give something in return. Without writing this words of LOVE-craving. Without telling you that it might kill me someday. One day. Soon. Without me shedding a tear for you so that you see my heart break and witness its pieces. Without you making me tear my clothes and show you the abandonment and neglect it grew up with. I am, my love, tired. I can't even raise a finger to show you I am in need of some sort of affection. It is killing me. I am a living moving corpse. For once I want you to see that I am.
-Yeab Tπ¬
-Yeab Tπ¬
When I look at people smiling with uttermost and sincere happiness it fills me with felicity I can't begin to describe. Yet my heart also with envy. Not the bad type. But the type that wishes to feel that same thing in her heart. How come i don't find that same happiness in my heart,my smile or my eyes. How come God forgot?
"And it was at that age,that poetry has come into my life. I don't know. I don't know where it came from. From winter or a river. I don't know how or when. No,they were not voices. They were not words,nor silence. I didnot know what to say. My mouth couldn't speak names. My eyes were blind. And something started in my soul. My heart broke loose...on the wind."
Forwarded from Family Pain π
People who tell you to be yourself.
Maybe they don't get it. Maybe they do not know there is something very painful about being YOU. Maybe they have no idea how hard it is for you to look into the mirror and realize that person is no other but you. They do not know what it is to try to look at your past and remember nothing other that an ugly childhood. They can't comprehend how it feels to have a glance at your past and face the absence of good memories. Trauma has changed you, poverty may have crushed you, you may well have lost your joy to the fight of ur parents you grew up hearing. ααα α¨ααΈαα What it is to walk around with no passion for life to be void of good feelings. Owning a heavy heart and a dry brain. Maybe people who tell you to be yourself don't know how painful it is to actually Be You 'cause they're not you. αα΅ααα£αΈα αα΅ααααΈαα α°αα½ α₯αα° α³αα α α¨α ααααα₯ αα΅α α₯αα³α«α΅ααααΈα ααα°α αα«α α΅ααα α ααα£αΈααα’ α₯α© α¦αα΅ ααα αα α α αα£α‘ α°α΅α΄αα αα΅α¨α αα³α αα α₯αα°αα α α«ααα΅αα’ α«α΅α αα₯αα΅ α³αͺαα αα₯αα΅ α΅ααα΅α αα₯αα΅ αα αααα αααα΅ α αα ααα£αΈα α αα½ααα’ α ααα α’
Or maybe they got a point. They maybe trying to tell you to face the reality. And heal gradually. To make a better tomorrow. You deserve it mate. Be yourself.
@FamilyPain
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Maybe they don't get it. Maybe they do not know there is something very painful about being YOU. Maybe they have no idea how hard it is for you to look into the mirror and realize that person is no other but you. They do not know what it is to try to look at your past and remember nothing other that an ugly childhood. They can't comprehend how it feels to have a glance at your past and face the absence of good memories. Trauma has changed you, poverty may have crushed you, you may well have lost your joy to the fight of ur parents you grew up hearing. ααα α¨ααΈαα What it is to walk around with no passion for life to be void of good feelings. Owning a heavy heart and a dry brain. Maybe people who tell you to be yourself don't know how painful it is to actually Be You 'cause they're not you. αα΅ααα£αΈα αα΅ααααΈαα α°αα½ α₯αα° α³αα α α¨α ααααα₯ αα΅α α₯αα³α«α΅ααααΈα ααα°α αα«α α΅ααα α ααα£αΈααα’ α₯α© α¦αα΅ ααα αα α α αα£α‘ α°α΅α΄αα αα΅α¨α αα³α αα α₯αα°αα α α«ααα΅αα’ α«α΅α αα₯αα΅ α³αͺαα αα₯αα΅ α΅ααα΅α αα₯αα΅ αα αααα αααα΅ α αα ααα£αΈα α αα½ααα’ α ααα α’
Or maybe they got a point. They maybe trying to tell you to face the reality. And heal gradually. To make a better tomorrow. You deserve it mate. Be yourself.
@FamilyPain
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A thing I heard Erik Menendez say is something that will live in my mind rent free. He said when asked "what is in front of you?"
He replied,"My past."
He replied,"My past."
And all I remember is your back
Walking towards the airport, leaving us all in your past
I traveled fifteen hundred miles to see you
Begged you to want me, but you didn't want to
But piece by piece, he collected me up
Off the ground, where you abandoned things, yeah
Piece by piece, he filled the holes that you burned in me
At six years old and you know
He never walks away
He never asks for money
He takes care of me
He loves me
Piece by piece, he restored my faith
That a man can be kind and a father could stay
And all of your words fall flat
I made something of myself and now you wanna come back
But your love, it isn't free, it has to be earned
Back then I didn't have anything you needed, so I was worthless
But piece by piece, he collected me up
Off the ground, where you abandoned things, yeah
Piece by piece he filled the holes that you burned in me
At six years old and you know
He never walks away
He never asks for money
He takes care of me
'Cause he loves me
Piece by piece, he restored my faith
That a man can be kind and a father could stay
Piece by piece
Piece by piece
Piece by piece
Piece by piece
Piece by piece
Piece by piece
Piece by piece, I fell far from the tree
I will never leave her like you left me
And she will never have to wonder her worth
Because unlike you, I'm gonna put her first and you know
He'll never walk away
He'll never break her heart
He'll take care of things, he'll love her
Piece by piece, he restored my faith
That a man can be kind and the father should be great
Piece by piece
Piece by piece
Piece by piece
Walking towards the airport, leaving us all in your past
I traveled fifteen hundred miles to see you
Begged you to want me, but you didn't want to
But piece by piece, he collected me up
Off the ground, where you abandoned things, yeah
Piece by piece, he filled the holes that you burned in me
At six years old and you know
He never walks away
He never asks for money
He takes care of me
He loves me
Piece by piece, he restored my faith
That a man can be kind and a father could stay
And all of your words fall flat
I made something of myself and now you wanna come back
But your love, it isn't free, it has to be earned
Back then I didn't have anything you needed, so I was worthless
But piece by piece, he collected me up
Off the ground, where you abandoned things, yeah
Piece by piece he filled the holes that you burned in me
At six years old and you know
He never walks away
He never asks for money
He takes care of me
'Cause he loves me
Piece by piece, he restored my faith
That a man can be kind and a father could stay
Piece by piece
Piece by piece
Piece by piece
Piece by piece
Piece by piece
Piece by piece
Piece by piece, I fell far from the tree
I will never leave her like you left me
And she will never have to wonder her worth
Because unlike you, I'm gonna put her first and you know
He'll never walk away
He'll never break her heart
He'll take care of things, he'll love her
Piece by piece, he restored my faith
That a man can be kind and the father should be great
Piece by piece
Piece by piece
Piece by piece
"So let me get this straight. Down to the marrow of the bones to the monstrous unsavory truth we breathe air in a world where the people are more obsessed with gorgeous bodies that one day rot away than gorgeous souls that weep handsomely like violins into infinity. My God,little precious creatures we,you and I and he and she have so many things wrong."