#deep-thoughts

[thepersonalquotes]

You are only as free as you think you are and freedom will always be as real as you believe it to be.

Robert M. Drake, Beautiful Chaos

[thepersonalwords]

…the sad part is, that I will probably end up loving you without you for much longer than I loved you when I knew you.Some people might find that strange.But the truth of it is that the amount of love you feel for someone and the impact they have on you as a person, is in no way relative to the amount of time you have known them.

Ranata Suzuki

[quotelr]

For I am a drop of water, I may change but I will never vanish in thin air.

Debasish Mridha

[ismaelmansoor]

Whatever you do, wherever you are, whenever you are ready, always do what you love, for love shall find you unlock your passion, and shall you be a great potential soul!

[mydeafmind]

Not every love story is a fairy tale

Not every love story is a fairy tale. I took 6 years to be single before I finally got her. Life has a weird way of making the best relationships work through the hardest challenges. Like testing if one really means it. I look back, every obstacle made us stronger. Better at communicating over time. More certain about us. What if the struggles are actually showing you it’s worth fighting for?…

[sharpen-jadescythe]

Deep thoughts with Sharpen

In a dim-lit Panderen poetry lounge, Sharpen sits on a stool, smoking. The himbo wears a fine suit, looks unusually thoughtful.

"There's a secret about my family name, Jadescythe." He exhales a blue-grey drag from his dark Panderen cigarette, "How can any weapon be made of jade? Let alone a scythe, you dig?

"Jade is precious, yes. Sometimes exquisite and expensive. But it's also brittle. What would you cut with it? More often, when you apply pressure to jade, the thing you're pressing it into breaks the jade.

"So how could a jade scythe ever exist? And then my whole name, Sharpen Jadescythe... what is that, man? What is it?

"Well, it could be a dirty joke in the end. If you really think about it. I'm walking around with this blatantly wrong name, waiting for people to point out that it's impossible, that jade breaks. That I'm asking to get myself broken."

A final drag of his cigarette, a neat snarl, "Then I say, 'Yeah, I like getting broken off. You offering?'"

Sharpen leaves his stool, perches on the bar behind him. Then, he turns and leans all the way back, to lay on the bar and smoke.

"Or maybe that's a fantasy of mine. No one's ever hit on me, using my last name before."

The Pandaren bartender can no longer stand there polishing his drinking glasses, as there's a large Night Elf in a black suit lying on the bar. He puts paws on his hips.

"Sir. You cannot just lie down here, like a hibernating bear!"

Sharpen sighs unhappily, "I'm nothing but a big himbo with a bruised ego. I'd say it's about the same. Wake me in the spring, man."

"Alright look, Mr. Sharpen. I promise you I will break your jade if you would please just get off this bar! Alright?"

Sharpen makes a hopeless shrug, smokes his cigarette. "Sorry, Yoon. I'm so brittle now. In pieces. The moment's past."

Sharpen crosses his ankles. His fine, pointed leather dress shoes catch the candlelight just so.

A lone cellist strums. The Pandaren audience snaps their fingers politely.

[halflifesk666]

[soul-from-another-era]

Unconditional love isn't a free pass to hurt me.

[minimalist-quotes]

You're not grown until you know how to communicate, apologize, be truthful and accept accountability without blaming someone else.

[poemwav]

– Jamie Oliveira | from "Erosion"

[echoesoftheinfinite]

Part of the 'Wandering Echoes' collection.

[thepersonalwords]

…the sad part is, that I will probably end up loving you without you for much longer than I loved you when I knew you.Some people might find that strange.But the truth of it is that the amount of love you feel for someone and the impact they have on you as a person, is in no way relative to the amount of time you have known them.

Ranata Suzuki

[trainwreckgenerator]

a face you'd find on the side of a milk carton

[ismaelmansoor]

Depression, the silent remover of happiness, Gloom devours joy, drowning the warm heart. Yet, in the low-feeling, seek to spark a fight, To not surrender to miserable thoughts. Hope persists, in light we keep sunshine, Through every wave of gloom, we still rise.

[mydeafmind]

What someone else needs to see

Every day I stare at my thoughts, weaving from words to words. As if they moved like nature, creating verses from thread.  Made me realise something powerful: we are all weavers of our own tales.  Some days the pattern feels messy, tangled, imperfect, but that’s exactly what makes it your experience to not limit you. When I started writing, I kept trying to play with words a thousand times. I…