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eemasblog · 6 months ago
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eventually you hit that age where you wanna live in private, love in private, be happy in private, make money in private, fail in private, get back up in private & grow in every way possible as a person in private
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eemasblog · 6 months ago
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eemasblog · 7 months ago
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"A Final Goodbye to 2024"
As 2024 comes to an end, let’s take a moment to reflect. This year brought its share of challenges, triumphs, and lessons.
Let’s carry forward the memories and wisdom, leaving behind the regrets. Here’s to stepping into 2025 with hope, strength, and positivity.
Goodbye, 2024—you’ll always be part of our journey.
What’s your final message to this year?
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eemasblog · 7 months ago
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eemasblog · 7 months ago
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Again and again and again ,i go through the same shit .
Why?
Just because i love him.
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eemasblog · 7 months ago
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Iykuk
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eemasblog · 7 months ago
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IT TOOK ME A YEAR TO LEARN THIS... Sometimes a mf don’t even love you for real. They just know you a good person and they would hate to see you loving another person, the way you loved them. Happiness over history baby.... LET THAT TOXIC SHIT GO.
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eemasblog · 8 months ago
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When I could finally breathe calmly into golden caskets
I’m tired of singing silently
My exhale raw against my sore throat the clouds have a choir they sing of pearl and I am here to listen with my breath
A woman walks with a cane this piece of carved wood in intricate rivered rhythms and I wonder if I see the future on my own behalf
Maybe, maybe one day when I am tired of dancing perhaps then.
My father fell asleep in the most beautiful forest he had this amazing view when he decided to travel and the clouds were pink and orange they were of peached honey and I could finally breathe calmly into golden caskets
I was so tired of waiting for the worst scenes for the drama to unveil I never wanted to see it I never cared for it I just wanted to stay here under the tree watching the flowers grow and now the scenery drips of gold. I am finally safe.
We are finally in our haven.
The ports of our haven, are made of silvery ruins they glow beautifully and they shine of stars they speak of   remarkable legends and these ancient tales they are true for real.
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eemasblog · 9 months ago
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we wrote this poem together
"I love you" Am I quoting me or you? Either way, I believe it to be true
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eemasblog · 9 months ago
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i do love listmaking…
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eemasblog · 1 year ago
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In the quiet hush of twilight's embrace,
Whispers of dreams softly trace,
The sky blushes with hues so rare,
A canvas of wonder beyond compare.
Stars awaken, a silvery gleam,
Weaving stories in night's serene stream,
Each moment a breath, pure and bright,
In the tender arms of the silent night.
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eemasblog · 1 year ago
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I often find myself feeling disheartened when people only reach out to me when they need something. It’s as if my value is solely tied to the help I can provide during their moments of need. This pattern leaves me feeling unappreciated and taken for granted. I wish for deeper connections where my presence is valued not just for what I can do for others, but for who I am as a person. It’s challenging when it feels like my worth is measured only by my ability to offer support, rather than being recognized and valued in a more genuine and consistent way.
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eemasblog · 1 year ago
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There are days when I feel like a puzzle piece that doesn't quite fit anywhere. It's like I'm searching for my place, but no matter how hard I try, I can't seem to find where I belong. Sometimes, I wonder if my existence really makes any difference at all. It's like I'm just here, filling up space, without any real purpose. I long for a sign, something to show me that I matter, that my life has meaning beyond what I can see.
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eemasblog · 1 year ago
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Yeah !that' me
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eemasblog · 1 year ago
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feel disappointed with myself lately. i'm becoming the person i never wish to be. i'm stuck with being miserable in life & don't know how to get out from the dark. i don't have the strength to fight for my battles & i feel like all my hopes are gone now.
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eemasblog · 1 year ago
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eemasblog · 1 year ago
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Hey there! Isn’t life just a crazy mix of highs and lows? Some days, everything’s smooth sailing – your coffee’s perfect, the sun’s shining, and you feel unstoppable. Other days, it’s like nothing goes right, and you just want to crawl back into bed. We’ve all been there.
What keeps us going are the people around us. Friends, family, and even those random acts of kindness from strangers can turn a tough day around. And let’s not forget the little joys – a good laugh, a favorite song, or that perfect bite of dessert.
We’re all just figuring things out as we go, making mistakes, learning, and growing. Nobody’s got it all together, despite what social media might show. So, take it easy on yourself, and remember to enjoy the ride. Life’s too short to sweat the small stuff.
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