raeaar
raeaar
Rea
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raeaar · 7 months ago
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They said that sometimes they do not recognise me and I don't know how to feel. Was all of this just an acting? Is it even a big deal?
The more they know about me only leads to the fact that they know me less. Or maybe it is God's bless. Lemme guess.
I'm tired of not being myself, but I realised I do not even know who I am. Was this just a stupid scam?
Nevermind
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raeaar · 10 months ago
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the fact that so many people have seen dead poets society and it wasn’t pivotal and life changing for every single one of them is insane
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raeaar · 10 months ago
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I hope you realise that...
Take a deep breath, hold the air in your lungs. Feel your heart beat speed up, your lungs increasing their actuall size. Now breathe out and relax.
And now, I believe, you've finally realized:
You are still surviving these difficult days
You are a living person, still worthy this life
You are the same as all the people around you, no matter what
Because without one single thing we are nothing. Not living people, just an useless mass of atoms unable to create a world.
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raeaar · 10 months ago
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“Avoid using the word ‘very’ because it’s lazy. A man is not very tired, he is exhausted. Don’t use very sad, use morose. Language was invented for one reason, boys - to woo women - and, in that endeavor, laziness will not do.”
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raeaar · 10 months ago
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raeaar · 10 months ago
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Because when I tried to do something, I was stopped by my fear...
And when I had overcome my fear, I was judged by people all around me...
I hate living,
Because I will never be myself
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But how could you live and have no story to tell?
— Fyodor Dostoevsky
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raeaar · 11 months ago
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Do I ask for too much?
As a child I wanted to become an adult: I wanted it so much that I didn't notice that it had already happened. Now I'm stuck and I cannot go back. I want to feel again the inner beauty of life, because I have forgotten how to breathe in this world.
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raeaar · 1 year ago
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Be an explorer of your life and turn it into something that you will not regret in your grave. Being buried deep down there will not give you a second chance
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raeaar · 1 year ago
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I miss your touch but I believe that somewhere in the other universe we are still together
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raeaar · 1 year ago
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You are too scared that they will abandon you. You feel worthless. Why would they care?
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raeaar · 1 year ago
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You're too scared of love...
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raeaar · 1 year ago
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Do you feel nostalgic? All that lost memories?
Find them. Find them in the corners of your soul, that you've lost
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raeaar · 1 year ago
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You are never alone...
Find beauty in it. Not fear, fear destroys you and leaves just an empty spot in your soul.
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