It’s quite funny really...
You make mistakes, learn from them and evolve. That’s the way life should really work, correct?!
Well, what about those special ones that you keep in your drawers? Those ones that you promise yourself never to look back at and yet, from time to time, for some seriously stupid reason your brain goes “Well... Maybe this time the result will be different”. Sorry, it’s the heart’s fault but the brain helped. You see, I’m sure that everyone has at least one of those mistakes.
I have came back to that mistake three times. I know that the outcome won’t change, but maybe, just maybe, the results will be different if I try a fourth time.
The past is a hard thing to let go...
Quisiera poderte ofrecer algo mejor, algo que me permitiera dejar de pensar tantas cosas, de tener tantas inseguridades, necesito creer más en esto quizás, me duele a veces ser tan fría, sin dejarme ir, siempre con algo que me frena, estoy desesperada, pero no sé qué hacer, quizás las cosas las pienso de algún modo en algo que tanto he tratado de evitar. Me he acostumbrado a vivir mi vida, tan a mi modo, sola, sin tener que preocuparme por otras cosas, pero que muy en el fondo quisiera que me ocurrieran, y ahora que he conjugado tantas cosas, simplemente me llega la sensación de querer dejar todo, de escapar y pensar que si, eso fue lo más correcto, que debo agradecerme por lograr hacerlo as...
Hace tiempo que no te miro, es una extraña sensación a la que aun no me acostumbro.
Vagar por el mundo separados es confuso.
Aunque sé que no hemos estado aquí en mucho tiempo, quiero pensar que esto puede llegar a aparecer frente a ti.
Te podría decir tantas cosas...
Una de ellas sería la que me ha traído hasta aquí:
La distancia que creí medicina parece no haber sanado heridas sino haber abierto otras.
Quizá estoy equivocada pero sino es así, en este espacio estoy para ti.
The world dipped.
Silently in my womb, you came to be no more.
I was so ready to hold you
I was so ready to risk it all
I was not ready to let you go
I know there is always a plan,
A reason for things
I love you, rest easy my
“That is the true definition of sin; when knowing right you do the lower, ah, then you sin. Where there is no knowledge, sin is not present."
“A woman will only bring stress to a man that’s inconsistent. If she trusts him, she’ll not only give him peace of mind but her undivided love and attention.”
" P A U S E "
Life's a mess, one void of stress
A perpetual emptiness, prohibits a start fresh
Of changing mindsets & flickering flames
Indecisively playing an uncertain game
A snap of fingers, a roll of the dice
A trigger to reality, breaking the meditative ice
A stealthy unpause,
Moving forward, unaware of where the roads go
Existing, while the rest perennially flow...
It's been way too long since I've written anything at all. When I picked up the prompt words for the we...
I come to realize why haters hater yuh is because Dem hate demself within and Dem self esteem very low then Dem want to believe the way Fi Dem feel better bout demself is to have yuh feel worse bout yuhself and try bring down self esteem lower than Dem self esteem don't let the haters stop or stop yuh light from shine bright
The truths of studying and living abroad:
#1 Saving Career: Career me aur kuch nahi mil raha tha isliye abroad. Jise dekho abroad jaa raha hai..!
#2 Living and partying the Western life
#3 Bohat Paisa hai uske Baap ke paas
#4 Life set hai ab
I) I (or whoever has chosen to study abroad) is not due to the reason to save their careers, it is a true and undying desire to achieve and explore the deepest unknowns and augment the dimensions to my personal growth.
Also, getting an admission in a school abroad is not easy or as most people think a play of throwing your rich dad’s cash. There’s a very long and nerve racking process involved in it and it’s very competitive.
II) Yes, ...
Im writing because i feel I cant talk openly with you, without being spoken over or anything i say as a legitimate feeling. I was so angry with you in the beginning, you would talk to me, you wouldn't talk and see trin and you wouldn't and feels like you still only ever want to talk about money.
I stood by you, believed in you, backed you, loved you, supported you emotionally and trusted your every move for years. I still do believe it or not.
Our relationship changed when I realized that I was living your life, not ours. I never got a say in anything we did, plans that were made ect. I was always the last to know everything, right down to the hours i could and couldn't work.
I hope this letter gets to you in heaven. I wanted to write this letter to tell you HAPPY BIRTHDAY and that I love and miss you, and wish heaven had a phone number and or visiting hours... your nephew is growing fast, and he reminds me of you so much. I wish you had a chance to meet him. I saw our country hero last month- it excited me and saddened me. JMC. I felt you around me at times in the concert and thought I saw you walk out of the room when the concert was over. He played a few songs we sang together and I curled up and cried... I thought maybe 10 years I'd be okay... guess I was wrong... give everyone hugs for me and let them all know I still love and miss them too. Also,...
Don't trade who you are for who you think the world needs.
- Assorted Soul
My heart is so full at times..
It doesn't know to keep it bottled up inside
or spit it out..
lay everything out...
Brimming with love for you it doesn't know boundations..
it only knows how to love..it doesn't know any limitations..
you shy away from saying anything..but it..it doesn't know how to pause
how to stop
how to falsify things...
It only knows how to love and it always does like it's the very first time.
Strangely enough, people say I write well but I always fall short of words when it comes to you. But I swear I have so much to say, it's just that this isn't what it used to be. I swear there's a lot to talk about, but sadly this emptiness doesn't speak.
So, unlike all other times where I used to forget our monthly anniversaries; I remember it today. It's been a year and four months. I know it's not that drastically long or might seem too tiny for people who have been in love for years. But honestly, this is all that I have left to hold on to. The few months, the blessed time I had to see your face, to see your smile, to wipe away those tears, to hold onto you and the memories. T...
Back after 4 years but still the same Peck of pinch on vein near heart.
Es que ya no puedo, dicen que dejar ir es crecer, pero yo quiero crecer a tu lado, no dejándote ir.
Necesito que me ayudes a crecer, que tires conmigo para el mismo lado, crezcamos juntos.