I am tired. I am tired of taking shit. I am tired of repressing my feelings for the sake of other people. Why can others tell me whatever they want without the minimal thought behind, but I have to control myself just because I can? Why do other people have the right to apologize? The… Continue reading Repressed anger
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Late nights
Aren’t repressed feelings kinda funny? Funny in that heart wrenching way that makes you laugh at how painfully ironic life is. Ah my dear feelings, the ones I spent years trying to acknowledge so I wouldn’t fall prey to the symptoms of your mind trying to protect you. They always come back to explode in… Continue reading Late nights
Frozen memories
It’s funny how pictures work isn’t it? You freeze a moment in time, with all it brought you. The feelings, they all stay there, in that moment. And then you start to forget. All of it. It starts to slip your mind, slowly. One day you wake up and you don’t even realize you’ve long… Continue reading Frozen memories
My search, pt. 7
I did the only thing I could do. I started walking on the beach. It had to lead somewhere, right? I must have walked for months. I would sleep on the beach, I figured I would bury myself in the warm sand a little bit, to escape the cold, but it never came for me.… Continue reading My search, pt. 7
Trying is enough
So, I wanted to tell you a little about the last couple of weeks and why I haven't been posting my usual three to four posts a day. First of all, I've been moving a lot. My suitcase hasn't had much of a break. I guess this was kind of a taste of how living… Continue reading Trying is enough
There’s no tomorrow
Life is so short. Why waste time making plans? Really think about it. We can't plan for every single possible scenario, and even if we could, it would be so much work, we would be done way after the date we're planning for. So, why do it? The only thing we know for sure, is… Continue reading There’s no tomorrow
Fear of the new
I've always wanted to travel alone, it's been a dream of mine since forever. I have never even though I've always wanted to, but to be honest, I'm scared. The world is a dangerous place for a women travelling alone, and I'm not sure how I'm going to handle the safety issue. I haven't really… Continue reading Fear of the new
The two sides of travelling
And so, I bought a ticket. I'm leaving my home in less than two months, to live somewhere else, indefinitely, so I can truly pursue my dream of writing and travelling for a living. Boy, it's a weird feeling. This is not the first time I'm moving, so I know how fun it can be,… Continue reading The two sides of travelling
strange, stranger
such a strange thing, the human mind when we love, we push away when hurt, we run towards the pain such a silly thing, our hearts why do we do this? could we even stop? such a strange, silly thing us humans tiny and weak, no sense, no more
Duro
as hard as life is I want to live it as tough as steele I want to break it no matter how I want to fly it
Joke
my life is a joke, and I'll tell you why we want to, but we can't and when we spend time we start to think we can that is until something happens an annoyance, the pressure and we know, for sure no matter how strong our love is right now, all we can do is… Continue reading Joke
Forgiveness
I'm used to forgiving. It doesn't come hard to me. I never hold grudges, I like letting go. I forgave everything you did, on the spot. It hardly took much effort, making me forgive you. And in all that forgiveness I threw around, carelessly, like nothing mattered. I forgot to forgive myself. For every excuse… Continue reading Forgiveness
Tried
Have you ever tried to breathe, when everything is falling apart? You forget. Have you ever tried to think, when all your thoughts are screaming? You can't. Have you ever tried to move on, when all you want to do is go back? You fail. Life is tough, it shows no mercy, when it's time… Continue reading Tried
Next chapter
First all I'd like to say thank you to everyone who reads me, I never imagined so many people would like what I write, and it really feels amazing! Secondly, I just wanted to say that I'm working on a longer piece, trying to put a story together that is going to be a bit… Continue reading Next chapter
20/11/2020
Today was the first day that I was too busy to post anything. Which I hardly think is a bad thing, considering everything. I recently had to make the hardest choice of my life, putting my mental health before the person I love the most in the world. As most of you can tell just… Continue reading 20/11/2020
Decision
I couldn't bare it. I wasn't strong enough. I wish I was. I couldn't stand the idea of waiting until we grew sick of each other. I couldn't do that to us. I owed it to us. The us that loved each other like our life depended on it. The us that laughed all the… Continue reading Decision
Darkness
everything is dark, except for a small light inside me i can feel the long fingers of darkness revolving around the light lurking, waiting, for a chance to invade it's becoming exhausting, trying to feed the light, trying to make it stronger I'm tired will darkness win?
Differences
Have you ever thought about how different the people around you really are? Today I've come to realize that most of the closest people around me have qualities that I thought I didn't like in other people. It's crazy to me. How magnetic it is. How the qualities I hate come hand in hand with… Continue reading Differences
No North
There comes a point in your life where there's all this pressure to decide what you want to do or who you want to be. I'm guessing it's something everyone goes through, isn't it? It's so hard. To think you need to live up to some crazy expectation. The craziest part is, for some of… Continue reading No North
Time
Today was a bitter sweet day. On the one hand I went to a place filled with great memories from my childhood. And on the other, I could see how time had flown by me in a matter of seconds. It's crazy how times passes. How everything changes so quickly, and yet so slowly. Years… Continue reading Time
Back to myself 