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Why am I not enough for you and yet too much for you at the same time?

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Why did you give up on me? Was I not enough? Or was I too much? Tell me, what could I have done to make you love me.

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Why do I hold so much anger?

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In search for some good vibes.

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Suddenly I felt the need for human connection.

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I think it's time to start over.

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Why does pain linger like the scent of smoke?

It's been almost 5 years since I have loved, and yet it feels as though it was last week when you decided I wasn't enough for you. Maybe it's finally time I dropped these extra baggage and move on with my life. Maybe it's time to finally love again. Maybe.

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I hope my house is the house that all my children’s friends want to crash after school. “things always smell nice & she cooks for us!” I hope when wrinkles and gray hair find me I’m still adventuring and taking every moment for what it is- a gift. I hope for evenings spent on porches with both good conversation and silence. I hope for spontaneous slow dances in the kitchen and plants all over the house, blooming the way our love for one another will.

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2016 beat me tf down multiple times then straight up humbled me.

(via kushandwizdom)

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I need to focus and concentrate on what I’ve worked so hard for over the last 5 years. I’m constantly overwhelmed by anxiety and fear that if I don’t buckle down now, in a few years time, I will be in a shit position with a head full of regrets, and all the people who have sacrificed and put their life aside for my dream will leave me. I’ve been so disrespectful, not putting in 100% in this venture because I’m mentally elsewhere, but fuck alla that. You only have one chance in life, and the universe surrounds you with many opportunities to reach it but over the last 3 years I’ve allowed myself to become distracted and a victim of procrastination. It sucks and I’m disappointed in myself. I let my guard down, I allowed life to interfere with my vision and tbh shit has just been a blur lately. Love, death, debt, family issues, illnesses all of this shit, constantly, no breaks, one after the other. It’s too much. This year I’m minding my business and I’m focusing on myself. We are all adults and I’m not putting my shit second ever again. We are all accountable for our lives. I hustle and grind so hard, i don’t have anyone to fall back on, I don’t have avenues and options, if I don’t work I don’t eat, I depend solely on myself, and so do you! We are stronger than we believe and I have the utmost strength to get myself through anything. I have created an amazing life for myself by following my dreams and I will always encourage and support my loved ones to do the same, but I’m no longer allowing anything to stress and distract me. Im beyond focused. So if you think that I’m going to lose my shit over nonsense you must be crazy. My mother was born in a shack in South Trinidad, I have so many people to prove RIGHT. My fucking family over there are rooting for me! All of my cousins are doing great things, we are making our parents proud! So anything that costs me my peace is too expensive because it means losing my future, losing my family’s happiness, losing my business, losing my life and nothing is worth that. I’d rather die. 2017 is the year to be selfish, to focus on self improvement and to encourage prosperity. Nothing else.

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2016-2017

I don't really know what is going on in my life anymore. I feel so empty inside. It's almost like the best parts of me were drained out and it hasn't been restored in ages. I'm no longer happy, or rather content with myself anymore. I'm simply just not happy. And I know its my own responsibility to make myself happy but it's just, nothing makes me happy anymore. It just seems like everything I do is simply out of habit. Sometimes it's almost as if my body is on autopilot and simply doing things on its own. I'm scared for myself that I may never get over this slump. Lately my life has made me rethink if I really want to live this life. I don't mean to sound suicidal it's just, what's the point in living? I mean what are we doing this for? Why are we doing this? To survive? To what extent is it enough for myself and others. When does this chain of endless suffering stop? I know, I know, just do what you love and everything will fall into place but see, the problem is that everything I thought I loved and enjoyed turned out to be just another fling of hobbies I tend to pick up and drop. I'm confused as to why I feel so out of it. It's like I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing. I don't really know how much longer I can endure this feeling. This isn't my outcry. It's just a place for me to be honest with myself. 2016 left me in a place I don't want to be in. Ever. 2016 almost killed me twice. I can't believe I even made it here alive. I guess I am stronger than I believe I am but I still struggle to understand what I need to be doing. I have lost my sense of direction but somehow still leading forward. Can 2017 be the year I find myself and my love? Love is the only good thing in this world, and it may be the only thing that can save me from myself.

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It’s been 6 generations and this guy is still tripping balls over science and technology. 

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could you imagine being on tumblr with all your followers physically present just like a group of 300 people standing around staring at you and every time you say anything a handful of them just repeat it to eachother for a few minutes

the internet is a strange place

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You are your worst critic.

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