Only 20 Minutes To Sleep, But You Dream Of Some Epiphany. Just One Single Glimpse Of Relief To Make Some

You are not your own person , really you are not. You are the laughter of your mother . The anger of your father. You are the warmth of your best friend and the kindness of the last book you read. You are pages of torn history , you are the music you sway to and beauty of stars on a clear night . You are the clouds on a rainy day and you are the clear skies on the sunny day. You are fragments of everything and everyone in your life regardless of where they are now. You are not you own person — but the whole universe.

yall know what i like most about tis the damn season? how much it sounds like an argument. Like all of the 'hear me out's and the repeated justifications of calling her babe but only for the weekend, how this is the only person to truly know when she's actually happy and how it's the warmest bed she's ever known. Like yes I love this person but I can only justify spending two days with them before I go back to my real life.

Taylor Swift (2006)

Sometimes I want to have a library with a secret door that opens when you pull the right book, then I remember that I panic in small places with low airflow and with no ways of scaping

eu não posso ser sua amiga, porque a intensidsde dos meus sentimentos me machucam. Você não é amigo. Você é amor.

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Monday, 10/24/2022, Grief

Nothing before God / Grief falls on the weary soul / We grow from this, too. © keefderpoet 2022

When I was younger, I was in love with the idea of moving out to a lone island and never speaking to anyone again. I wasn’t good at talking, physically, nor did conversations come easy to me, so I kept quiet and I was totally fine with that. But while the people closest to me rolled their eyes at my wishes (again, lone island), nobody told me how talking to people was fun. Nobody told me how nice of a feeling it was to feel a new friendship blossom, to have inside jokes with people, to hand out compliments and get them back, to ask questions to people who are excited about having the answers, to remember something that someone mentioned last time and make them feel heard, to flatter people, to share slightly embarrassing facts and be able to laugh about them, to have people to say hi and bye to. It took me years and years and years to gather the courage to speak, but it was so worth it. It’s so much fun.

It hurts when you know what it feels like to love, but don't know what it feels like to be loved.