Eventually I will have to make peace with the fact that things are gonna be this way maybe for some time or the rest of my life. I will have to accept the fact that I might wake up tomorrow and be unable to move or breath or that there might not be the hope that was in my heart when i slept.and the fact that the depression can control me whenever it wants...silence me whenever it feels like it or that I might be forced to shuve a bunch of pills down my throat to control my emotions and myself for the rest of my life. That the demon is always gonna be on my shoulders and that I will carry it wherever I go and whatever I do. And on the days it chooses to strangle me I will do whatever I can to let people I love know and save me from myself. And for every amount of guilt I feel I will have to ache for the rest of my life till I feel Iike I have ached enough. I will have to make peace with things I could have done but didn't. And I will do all that not because the guilt is gone or my loved ones deserve better or because money is being spent on me or not because the weight of feeling like a burden has lessened but because whenever others couldn't fight for me I chose to fight for myself. Because no love will ever save me more than the love I have for me and because for all I went through I felt like I needed to do that for myslef. After all I made myself go through I believe I owe myself the FIGHT.
-Yeab T🖤-
-Yeab T🖤-
Forwarded from በመንገዴ (Venice Bitch)
"But man you just got me thinking about what that does to a 13 year old,a 13 year old kid,who finds her big sister overdosed."
"What that moment must do to somebody,how it affects the rest of their lives,you know,how it affects their ability to trust."
"Leaves it hard for them to get close to people,you know,relationships."
"Makes it hard for them to fall in love,living with the fear that at any moment,the rug can be ripped out from under them and they lose everything."
"Especially the people that they love."
"You ever think about that?"
"Yeah.probably fucked up for life."
-This part of 'Ali' in "Euphoria" says it all for me🖤
"What that moment must do to somebody,how it affects the rest of their lives,you know,how it affects their ability to trust."
"Leaves it hard for them to get close to people,you know,relationships."
"Makes it hard for them to fall in love,living with the fear that at any moment,the rug can be ripped out from under them and they lose everything."
"Especially the people that they love."
"You ever think about that?"
"Yeah.probably fucked up for life."
-This part of 'Ali' in "Euphoria" says it all for me🖤
Forwarded from በመንገዴ (Venice Bitch)
And at the age of 16 she'll overdose,spend 4 days in a comma and you won't know if she will live or die but when she wakes up she will be given the opportunity to get clean. She'll become a different person,a better person. Here is the toughest part,nomatter what you say or do or wish,the decision will be all hers. And all you can do is hope that she gives herself the chance that she deserves.
Forwarded from በመንገዴ (Venice Bitch)
"Love,let me go",she whispered as her voice cracked and tears rolled down her cheek.
"Give me this chance to breath as I died each day to live for you"
"I just want you to let me go.Let me Die.Let me let go. This time Kiss my forehead and wish me a well journey.let me lie in those arms of yours for they are the only blessings I got from this villain world. Prepare me the poison. It will be the sweetest drink you ever fixed me. Hold my sweaty palms as my hands shake and my body tumbles to the ground. Make love to my vulnerability. Stare into my eyes and unleash your majic. See through my eyes what they can never hide from you.feel my pain through your gaze and ask yourself if you love me enough to let me go seeing how I have fought enough.You read about love. You adore love. Are you willing to take the risk? If the stars could tell you my longing will you let me go?"
And as he heard those words he bowed down and sheded painful tears. He kissed his lover, made love to her body and got baptized from the ocean of her body's essence as they became one. He chose for her to let go. Cause Love adores. Love smiles. Love wakes up and Lays in bed at night with you. Love makes you popcorn. Love makes you angry. Love makes you sad and makes you wanna shoot yourself. Love also fights for you and chooses you. And because Love is supposed to heal you Love will let go of your arms and passes you back to mother nature hoping the soil will flourish you and he will hold your soul among the cracks of his broken heart and when he wakes up tomorrow and misses you he will find comfort in knowing that wherever his love lies she is at peace...cause peace for the weary travellers is found in over flowing bath tubs...sharp pieces...Loaded guns and Death.
-Yeab T🌬-
"Give me this chance to breath as I died each day to live for you"
"I just want you to let me go.Let me Die.Let me let go. This time Kiss my forehead and wish me a well journey.let me lie in those arms of yours for they are the only blessings I got from this villain world. Prepare me the poison. It will be the sweetest drink you ever fixed me. Hold my sweaty palms as my hands shake and my body tumbles to the ground. Make love to my vulnerability. Stare into my eyes and unleash your majic. See through my eyes what they can never hide from you.feel my pain through your gaze and ask yourself if you love me enough to let me go seeing how I have fought enough.You read about love. You adore love. Are you willing to take the risk? If the stars could tell you my longing will you let me go?"
And as he heard those words he bowed down and sheded painful tears. He kissed his lover, made love to her body and got baptized from the ocean of her body's essence as they became one. He chose for her to let go. Cause Love adores. Love smiles. Love wakes up and Lays in bed at night with you. Love makes you popcorn. Love makes you angry. Love makes you sad and makes you wanna shoot yourself. Love also fights for you and chooses you. And because Love is supposed to heal you Love will let go of your arms and passes you back to mother nature hoping the soil will flourish you and he will hold your soul among the cracks of his broken heart and when he wakes up tomorrow and misses you he will find comfort in knowing that wherever his love lies she is at peace...cause peace for the weary travellers is found in over flowing bath tubs...sharp pieces...Loaded guns and Death.
-Yeab T🌬-
Forwarded from በመንገዴ (Venice Bitch)
One day without no big reason while you are living your usual messed up life you will feel tired of everything as if the weight of the world is on your shoulders. You'll feel as if your lungs and heart are tired fighting for you. You don't wanna cry or slit or sleep or forget or wish for all of it to go away. You'll find yourself longing for the END of it all...the conclusion for this no good of a life. At that exact moment you'll find yourself fighting to breathe without actually wanting to breathe. You'll pray to God to give you the potion of peace and he will turn his back on you. The world will look at you with a smirk on its face secretly filled with pleasure of seeing you crumble. Not God Not the world Not you can make it all disappear. And as feeble as you are you'll close your eyes and feel your painful tears pay visit to your dry chicks...you'll sit in the darkness with accompanying loneliness,helpless.
-Yeab T🌑-
-Yeab T🌑-
Forwarded from 𝙻𝙸𝚅𝙴 𝚣 𝚃𝚁𝚄𝚃𝙷 (Wish)
Hii fam how y'all holdin up
So there is going to be a competition and here is what you have to do ....
You write something it could be poetry or just a simple paragraph or couple of rhyming words about *drumroll*....
What comes to your mind when you think abt love. So you'll put #talkingabtlove on it and send to @live_trulybot and you'll tell ppl to vote for you just as the combo begins. No biggie just write what you think it's not professional and the votes are the only judges you don't have much time so let's get it over with ya?
*Could sense heart shaped clouds flying*
Thanks and make it fast
And ofcourse it has a prize☺️☺️☺️
So there is going to be a competition and here is what you have to do ....
You write something it could be poetry or just a simple paragraph or couple of rhyming words about *drumroll*....
What comes to your mind when you think abt love. So you'll put #talkingabtlove on it and send to @live_trulybot and you'll tell ppl to vote for you just as the combo begins. No biggie just write what you think it's not professional and the votes are the only judges you don't have much time so let's get it over with ya?
*Could sense heart shaped clouds flying*
Thanks and make it fast
And ofcourse it has a prize☺️☺️☺️
She always loved things that the rest of the world forgot.snails and slugs and broken flowers. I think that's why she loved me. I was another broken thing that the world had left behind .
She was one of the rare ones,so effortlessly herself and the world loved her for it.
She was one of the rare ones,so effortlessly herself and the world loved her for it.
She flirted with life and life flirted back with her,as if all the universe around,became more alive just for her and everything felt her grow,
An incandescence,
In the dew,
In the stars,
In the colours of the sky,
And it all shone for her bright as it could
In the hopes to catch her eye.
An incandescence,
In the dew,
In the stars,
In the colours of the sky,
And it all shone for her bright as it could
In the hopes to catch her eye.
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I have walked through streets
I have crawled through places
I have exchanged glances with strangers
I have walked...I have crawled I have dragged my whole empty body
I have commanded my limbs to walk...to wave...to people aware of my body but not its inner works
I am walking now too by the streets
In hope of tiring my limbs enough to focus on it instead of my exhausted heart
And also in a mere hope of finding a person stranger enough to not give a conclusion about me
Someone to hold hand to and cry for no reason with
Faces I know ain't done nothing for me
But maybe this one will
I look at him
He looks like he got a story to tell
What if he is the one to be the prince to win the voices
I approached him...held his hand...and said "tell me about your dreams and I will tell you mine let's create a symphony over the voices in our minds"
He stared at me like one has never before
Looked at me like he was gonna figure me out with a glance
But what is the fault in that
I did too
Figured him out with a glance
Thought he could save me in seconds
After a moment of silence
He said back
"Do you have voices in your head?"
"Do they try to choke you?"
"Does it help to be heard?"
"Is there a mortal strong enough to win them?"
"If there is then hold my hand until I save you and you save me while I look at you and you look at me with your strange eyes"
We talked and talked for moments like those type of talks found only on worn pages of books...
I sighed because it wasnt a dream....or atleast this time it didnt feel like one
I said to myself,"maybe this one is gonna stay"
For a moment I decided to not fight myself on this
To not trouble myself of crushing this hope I feel
You walked with me
I could have sailed the whole world just by walking with you .....
A stone baulked me and as soon as it did you held me....tight.....
I felt like with a grip you erased all the hurt that came with living
But it was too Good to be true
I always knew that....and I know now cause I woke up.....i woke from a dream that felt so real
Who was i fooling???
The joke is all on me...
Only a broken can love me that much
But the ones who are broke dont wanna be found🖤🥀🥀🥀
-Yeab T🥀-
I have crawled through places
I have exchanged glances with strangers
I have walked...I have crawled I have dragged my whole empty body
I have commanded my limbs to walk...to wave...to people aware of my body but not its inner works
I am walking now too by the streets
In hope of tiring my limbs enough to focus on it instead of my exhausted heart
And also in a mere hope of finding a person stranger enough to not give a conclusion about me
Someone to hold hand to and cry for no reason with
Faces I know ain't done nothing for me
But maybe this one will
I look at him
He looks like he got a story to tell
What if he is the one to be the prince to win the voices
I approached him...held his hand...and said "tell me about your dreams and I will tell you mine let's create a symphony over the voices in our minds"
He stared at me like one has never before
Looked at me like he was gonna figure me out with a glance
But what is the fault in that
I did too
Figured him out with a glance
Thought he could save me in seconds
After a moment of silence
He said back
"Do you have voices in your head?"
"Do they try to choke you?"
"Does it help to be heard?"
"Is there a mortal strong enough to win them?"
"If there is then hold my hand until I save you and you save me while I look at you and you look at me with your strange eyes"
We talked and talked for moments like those type of talks found only on worn pages of books...
I sighed because it wasnt a dream....or atleast this time it didnt feel like one
I said to myself,"maybe this one is gonna stay"
For a moment I decided to not fight myself on this
To not trouble myself of crushing this hope I feel
You walked with me
I could have sailed the whole world just by walking with you .....
A stone baulked me and as soon as it did you held me....tight.....
I felt like with a grip you erased all the hurt that came with living
But it was too Good to be true
I always knew that....and I know now cause I woke up.....i woke from a dream that felt so real
Who was i fooling???
The joke is all on me...
Only a broken can love me that much
But the ones who are broke dont wanna be found🖤🥀🥀🥀
-Yeab T🥀-
Some days I just want leave the negativity in my head.
I just want relief from my stress.
I just want relief from my stress.
Forwarded from Lost·In·Pieces (Dandelion)
“I hope you learn how to love yourself the way you love others, unconditionally and without hesitation; deeply, and from the softest parts of who you are. Because isn’t it a shame that we are so quick to forgive the humanness in someone else's soul, but we often forget to forgive ourselves? Isn’t it a shame that we fight for others, we believe in them with such intensity, and such hope, but we often forget to fight for ourselves?”
The next time you fold your clothes and stack them up in a suitcase I wont shade a single tear for you....instead i will ask you to leave and never come back...and when you ask me where the little girl in me is I would just tell you with no emotion in my face that you...."you killed her"💔💔🖤