Sohrabamaan

All my life I cared about people more than myself and that lead me to nothing. I lost myself in order to gain their love. That's what I child do to receive love from other people if he/she never get it from family.

I failed to draw attention to my inner instincts, which caused me to fall into worse kind of pain. A pain that I would never come out of, a pain that which will take me instead of going away. Something I regret all the time, but can't change the past— can't change the future.

My thoughts hinder my works and before starting something I want to tackle those. This is I decide every morning and by the evening I lose the courage to keep fighting. Because it's exausted to fight with your own self.

Tried to keep myself busy, but I can't run from my overthinking. It's a part of me, a flaw which I'm scared of. And nobody would accept a flawed human who have no control over his thoughts.

I can't think beyond you; my start is you, and only you know where my end is. Is it in your arms? Or is it in a graveyard, buried beside your name? Or is it that I will never meet you?

- Unknown

Mark of Athena, Rick Riordan

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“If you remember me, then I don't care if everyone else forgets.”

I'm not scared of love anymore. 🤎

"𝐵𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑤𝒉𝑒𝑛 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡𝒉𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝒉𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑠, 𝑠𝒉𝑒’𝑠 𝑡𝒉𝑒 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑙. 𝑇𝒉𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑏𝑎𝑠𝑖𝑐 𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑜𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒." ♥️