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[itsmaats13]

Love Yourself

[positiveconnector]

Just start.

[deadlypoetacademia]

December. The month when things get sad again for no reason. When the sky is dark and life's scary, when the hopes of january are mixed with the reality of december, it's hurting and nostalgic and loud with such painful silence that is now getting difficult to bear.

[disguisedfeelings]

Nothing fixes a thing so intensely in the memory as the wish to forget it.

Michel de Montaigne

[originalferal]

no one ever told me i would spend so many nights forgiving people who didn't even apologize.

[raemimuse]

[deadly-danaid]

"I feel safer in a room full of books as opposed to a room full of people."

Moka Lynn, The librarian

[thatssonifty]

"Hope is a fickle, dangerous thing. It steals your focus and aims it toward the possibilities instead of keeping it where it belongs - on the probabilities." - Fourth Wing, Rebecca Yarros

[soundsfaebutokay]

Dearest hearts,

In the time since I was last active here, so many things have happened. I left the city, moved to a farm, lost my dad. It's been a lot. And I do come here sometimes, but I'm still scrambling to keep up with my work (farming for a living with climate change is...a challenge) so it's not like before.

But I miss you. And as I was sitting on the porch with my coffee this morning, watching the birds, I thought I might tell you that. I was active here during the darkest parts of my life, and finding The Amazing Devil's music, and all of you wonderful people with it, got me through the worst of it. And now I have a life which has difficulties, yes—but in the mornings I get to drink coffee and watch birds building nests in a tree that I planted. And I wouldn't have survived to this point if I didn't have a lifeline. So thank you. Truly, thank you.

I hope, wherever you are, that you also have something good to cling to today. Good music, good friends, little moments of peace in the chaos.

Be well, dear hearts.

[xmiss-imperfect]

𝐎𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫. 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬.

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[itsmaats13]

Be Yourself

[eclipsed-saleena]

we grew up by hearing that the opposite to happiness is sadness , but I assume sadness is twin to happiness. we often think of them as separate or even as enemies but they are deeply tangled to each other.

Happiness is fleeting because sadness gives it wings ; sadness is bearable because once there was happiness. They are like seasons one flows into the other , former embraces delight & later mourns grief. Their vessel is always filled with something.

Perhaps, they both clutch a single opposite: Emptiness —absence of feelings altogether.

~SALEENA KHAN

[deadlypoetacademia]

I don't know about soulmates but I just wish everyone had that one person in their lives in front of whom they can be vulnerable. In front of whom, they never have to fake their emotions, they never have to think before speaking, never have that fear of being judged. Just to yap about random things, to have that comfortable silence with, I wish everyone had someone and no one feels alone.

[disguisedfeelings]

To read a poem in January is as lovely as to go for a walk in June.

Jean-Paul Sartre

[originalferal]

Tonight, like many nights, I am lonely and forcing myself not to think of you.

[thematicparallel]

i am once again gravitating towards substack as a writing platform (<- someone who has never been consistent with posting her writing on any website ever)