fatefull-eve

"There are simply too many soups to try. I fucking love soup."

-anonymous

"as someone who tried, earlier this year?

you can take off your shoes and feel the grass, warm with the sun, under your feet. you can listen to rain whispering you to sleep. you can hear a new song, or an old one, and be struck by how beautiful it is. you can see birds, or butterflies; you can see a movie that makes you laugh. you can start over. you can make things—crafts, writing, food, gifts for yourself and others. you can read a book you’ve never read before. you can take a bath or shower and get out of it flushed and smelling great. you can learn five words of a new language. you can run your hands along something that has your favorite texture and feel your nerves respond to it.

you can always, always, always do something new. there is so much pain in this world but there are also so many small pleasures, so many tiny reasons to love the person you are and were and have been. there are still surprises for you, moments of kindness and connection and beauty, and they are within your reach. you can still grow and change. you WILL still grow and change.

you will find a way to live a life that is fulfilling and good. you will find a way to live a life that is fun and has whatever small pleasures you want. but you can’t do that if you stop living.

and you are worthy of the effort it takes to stay living."

-anonymous

“An eternal night, without a thought or a dream, awaited her: she had no soul, and now she could never win one."

it hits me slow at first as it settles in all around me then faster stealing the air from my lungs crushing me down pummeling me like waves on a beach my ears ring my head spins I feel like I cant breathe cant move cant change surrounded by nothingness