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I shouldnt have come here. I shoulve run. Shouldve run. There was no need to be this strong.

Time passes and i seem to forget about it, but when i come face to face with it, i drown again. And i drown bad. Not even fighting to stay afloat level drown, because i have drowned before. Been under the water. Been under the water too long and still continue to be, because my past wont leave me the hell alone.

No he didn’t suddenly start hating you now, he has always hated you.

Do we never change? Do we ever change? I think i just keep staying the same.

You did nothing wrong by choosing yourself. Choose yourself. Choose yourself. Grow in life. Choose yourself. Love yourself.

Let your sadness turn into prayers before it turns into anger. Because angst and hatred come naturally but they’re the enemies. Dont give way to them.

Don’t romantisize love. Don’t romanticize friendships that don’t give you back. Romanticize life. Romanticize science.

In five years, it might matter, but it won’t matter a ton. People who cab easily forget you- should. And people who remember you and yet choose to hurt you, do not befriend them merely because they remember you. Raise your standards- dare to be forgotten. Dare to be unfriended. Its alright. Choose yourself. Pray to god. Be kind. Don’t give space in your heart to hatred. Stay pure. Keep working on yourself. Be true to yourself. Don’t stop working on yourself.

Just keep working on yourself and keep praying to god. You cannot loose what you never had, let go of the illusions. See whats there. Look at what you have. Have the courage to see- that what is real. Healing is by choice, love.

Don’t fear oblivion. Don’t fear pain. Don’t fear loss. Have no fear. Just make sure when nobody got your back, you keep choosing yourself. Choose yourself, build on yourself, every-single - day. Choose growth. Choose life. Choose your own path. And choose to live this life in your best interest, keep working on yourself.

As much as i hate it, this is how it goes, this is what it is. It doesn’t become easier with time, you just have to grow thick skin. Because people only care upto a certain point and after that, they won’t even listen.

My deepest, sincerest, greatest apologies, oh dear god, that I am an accessory to crime.

Who we are isnt determined by what we inherit but what we choose to do with it

There’s something about the ship you love and is sinking, and you can do nothing to protect it.