DEAR READER
Show & Tell
Misplaced Lens Cap
Love Begins
almost home
Today's Document
we're not kids anymore.
styofa doing anything
AnasAbdin
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
Monterey Bay Aquarium
NASA
dirt enthusiast
Andulka
Peter Solarz
izzy's playlists!
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Aqua Utopia｜海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
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@moonlit-remnants
Love that you have to constantly ask for to prove its presence loses its worth. And a worthless love doesn't deserve your efforts.
Love is not supposed to be visible–rather silent. It's an abstract noun for a reason. If it was visible, blind people would never fall in love.
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Somewhere deep down there's still a young girl craving for attention she never received.
I hope that one day when I am gone, someone would gather my writings and be like, "Man.. I would've loved her."
The seats are empty. The theater is dark. Why do you keep acting?
“Your soul has become so damaged that when someone tries to give you what you deserve you have no idea how to respond.”
Unknown
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“From the outside, you seem mature, with a philosopher's mind, but inside, you're just a child lost in sweet delusion.”
– Fyodor Dostoevsky
If you make someone feel dumb or stupid just for being excited about something..
You're the worst.
“People were created to be loved. Things were created to be used.
The reason why the world is in chaos, is because things are being loved and people are being used.”
–John Green, Looking for Alaska
Sometimes you expect a lot from someone because you'd do that much for them.
If you don't heal what hurt you, you'll bleed on people who didn't cut you.
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I fell in love with your words. Unfortunately you were a good liar.
I look at them and read the sadness in their eyes. And for a moment I am scared. "Can they read mine?"
Unknown
They've promised that dreams can come true–but forgot to mention that nightmares are dreams too.
-Oscar Wilde
Dear me,
I am sorry.
I am sorry that you tried so desperately to fix others, when your own hands were shaking. I am sorry I didn't give you enough time to heal.
"Why do I hear my brain constantly trying to remind me to take a break yet my body ignores it every single time. No matter how much I try to pay attention to it. It doesn't let me. And it made me wonder.. Is it really anxiety? Or just my body tired of keeping up with me? I feel like the world around me is moving too fast. But why is no one here to help me keep up with it? Why do I keep falling behind even when I am running so fast? Is it the exhaustion that keeps pulling me back or the fear of going too far?"
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"When I Turned 18"
I dreamed of this day ever since I was a child,
But why did the happiness only last for a while?
I stare at my reflection in the mirror,
And suddenly wonder where did that little girl disappear?
Did I lost her to those sleepless nights?
Or was she there just out of sight?
Did I get too tangled in this messy spin,
That I forgot to tend the soft girl living within?
Then my gaze drops to my hollow eyes,
Was this the same girl that she once idealized?
I really wish I could meet her someday,
But how will I make up for all the promises I made?
I look around at people my age,
But why do I still feel like a bird in a cage?
Then slowly the question pops into my mind,
Is time too fast or am I just falling behind?
But I know even storms must one day break,
and from the wreckage, small seeds of hope awake.
And why should I care if no one else is near?
When I know my past self is always cheering from the rear.
Exactly.